I’m feeling burned out in regards to fitness and food in general. This happens when I get all crazy about either “needing to lose weight” or “not regaining weight just lost” or just when I’m stressed. When i get stressed or upset, my go to is to freak out about my weight or my diet. It’s an old bad habit of mine. Have you ever studied eating disorders? Text book – control the diet when you can’t control your situation. I don’t have an eating disorder anymore but I find that when I really start to feel “fat” or start going mental on how to lose weight or be perfect on my diet or exercise more, that really I’m stressed or feeling out of control in life matters and it’s time to sit down and assess those.
Because since I’ve been back from China I’ve been obsessively trying to find “the right thing to do” for training and eating. I’ve burned myself out on studying. It seems life is no more then having to workout to fit the skinny jeans and that makes me want to dive into bed and never get out. So I’m going on a short hiatus. I am looking forward to the weekend. I have a plan starting monday that addresses my goals and I get to do it long distance but still with my best friend. I have fun things in store this weekend so, there will be no diet or “eating plan” Friday to Sunday and I’ll workout as usual. I have pull ups to master. But I get a break from it this weekend.
Then when, I have remembered that my life actually revolves around work, Dan, family/friends and health, I can get to the training and feeding plan. The one that is for functional strength for my auditions and health and the way I want to look when I show up at them. Not get to the lowest weight possible. Sometimes I have to step in and save myself from myself. My mantra for this time “there is no perfect. there is functional. what serves me and the quality of MY life?”
There’s so much more to life then food and treadmills.