When I began this blog, I was at the end of 39. I had made it a goal of mine to get fit mentally, spiritually, and physically within a year. I added a counter at the top of my blog. So, am I fit? No, but there are improvements.
When I was at the end of 41, I was also just at the end. I was empty. Not only was my body out of shape, but I was also mentally drained, and my spirit barely flickered. Everything just seemed to be a struggle.
Someone may see I'm still overweight and judge, "Aw, she failed."
It's true I'm not the "image" of fitness, although it is better than a year ago, but, I'm not the same person I was a year ago, either. You can't measure mental-fat-percentage or spiritual-fat-percentage. If you could, you'd see those are leaner.
I used to binge when I didn't know how to deal with anxiety, etc. I was mentally and spiritually depleted and too numb from the binges. I don't have those binge episodes anymore. Now I'm working on portion sizes and developing habits to listen to my body's stop signals.
I used to never plan meals. That's still a hard one for me, but I do a lot more planning than I used to. That brought me to my new blog "What Am I Supposed To Do With That?" where I've been teaching myself new vegetable recipes that my whole family likes (picky 5 year olds don't always count).
And I have so much gratitude.
|Danny and Me|
|With Thomas, 11|
|With Marie, 9|
|With Skye, 5|