Up until a year and a half ago, I used to work out a few times a week and while I had extra lbs I still wanted to lose, I was happy with my body and didn't feel overly unhealthy. And then my mental and emotional health started to decline and I found myself wanting to drown my sorrows in food and preferring to go straight home after work to wrap myself up in blankets on my bed. I gained +20lbs (I know I lost muscle mass too so that was more fat gained) and I just didn't recognize myself anymore. It has been so hard for me to get back to my old routine of hitting the gym and eating to lose at a healthy pace or to maintain. I would complain to my husband, "I wish I had the motivation again." "I wish I lived near my sister, we would work out in college and I think I need a workout buddy to push me." And my husband would just say, "You don't need motivation. You have the desire, just do it." And it took literal months (and several failed fast diets) for me to really let that sink into me. I dragged myself to our work gym last week and even though every cell in my body was screaming at me to drive straight home, I just walked in. Just kind of muted my brain and it wasn't until the middle of the workout that I was accepting I was at the gym and feeling good. Same thing for the rest of the week and the beginning of this week. It felt like a chore. Yes, I felt so great afterwards but I was still dragging myself there. And today was the first day I didn't feel like I had to force myself. Finally accepted it as my routine and I was actually looking forward to it. My mind isn't fighting it. I've been packing healthier (but not extremely, a little at a time lol) lunches because it feels better to work out with the right food.
I know I'm just starting but after 1.5 years of not being as consistent as I am now, I feel so happy. Just wanted to share :)
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