As Mr. and I work to shed our old, unhealthy habits for shiny, new fit ones, we also have to be more honest with ourselves.
As a fundamental part of our unhealthy lifestyle, we often ignored the negative impact our food intake and lack of exercise were having on us. Oh, sometimes we'd have a moment of pure disgust with ourselves and talk about how we needed to change. But usually, we'd both just become silent, complicit partners in our own little crime of treating our bodies like crap.
I don't want to speak for Mr., but personally I've felt refreshed in the past few weeks with how real I can be with myself. Because I'm choosing each snack and meal for its nutrition, satisfaction, and taste, I know I'm doing right by me. And if I consider eating something that's not helpful, like a glass of wine, I can conduct that internal conversation about whether to eat/drink it.
It's also been like that with my workouts. I used to say, "I walked to the office from the parking lot. That's enough exercise." Uh, yeah, right. Now, I constantly monitor myself as I walk on the treadmill or lift weights. Am I sweating like a pig? Out of breath? Are my muscles feeling enough burn? If I'm pushing too hard, I ease up. If I'm taking it too easy, I step it up. Either way, I know being honest is the only way I can get and stay fit.

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