After nearly 30 years on this planet, I know some things about myself:
I know that I like to take pictures with my head tilted ever so slightly.
1. I can sing. And I can kinda sorta dance. But I definitely can’t do both at the same time.
This might prove to be a problem in the upcoming show. It’s pretty much all you do as Tiger Lily.
2. I could eat sweets all day long, with nary a green vegetable crossing my lips and be perfectly happy.
I don’t do this because a) I just wasn’t raised like that and b) my teeth would rot out of my head (my mother’s words, not mine).
3. I value generosity and thoughtfulness. I get giddy when I receive a thoughtful note in the mail.
Thank you, Lindsay!
Thank you, Chobani Team!
Imagine there’s a picture here.
Thank you in advance, Travis! The card. The massage gift certificate. The Lululemon. You shouldn’t have (but please do!)
4. I’m a creature of habit. I like things the way I like them. You shampoo first, then wash your face. You don’t wear shoes inside the house. I have to sleep on the right side of the bed. And I like my coffee like I like my men.
Piping hot – I’ll reheat it 50 times if I have to.
5. Finally, I know that I can never count calories again.
I just can’t go back to that place.
Instead of typing all this out, I made a little vlog for you guys.
So that’s what I’m struggling with right now. If you’d like to read more about my ED history, go here and work your way back (there are 6 installments).
I want to make one thing clear – I LOVE this fitmixer Bootcamp!
I still plan to do ALL of the workouts and take my supplements!
Click on that logo and go buy some BCAAs! Seriously the best I’ve ever tasted – even better than my beloved, ON! <-that’s saying a lot!
Another thing – Being mindful of what we eat can have it’s benefits. It’s one of the first questions I ask my clients – “How many calories do you eat?” “How much fat, protein, etc.?” And I expect them to know this information. When trying to lose weight, counting calories is IMPORTANT…needed.
But I’m not trying to lose weight.
And I know myself well enough to know that I’ll get overly consumed with this counting game. I know that I don’t need a calorie index. If there were a game show where you had to quickly spout off the calorie count of a food item, I’d win. For the three years of my ED, calorie counts were all I knew.
I think I need to make a distinction here:
I don’t hate counting calories.
Quite the opposite.
I LOVE it. Too much. And that is where the problem lies. Like a fun, crazy, whacked out game.
I hate this about myself. I hate that this is a problem I’ve had (have).
But I’m being honest.
And I’m taking preventative steps to create a healthier life, mentally and physically.
For me…forever…that means NO COUNTING.
It means I’ll continue to rely on my stomach to tell me when it’s hungry and when it’s full.
I need to be able to trust my body. And I need to take care of it.
Count me out.
**If you have restrictive eating habits or think you might have an eating disorder, please seek out professional help! And email me! I’d love to chat!**
QUESTION: Do you count calories? Is it a healthy endeavor for you?