I put up a post on twitter a minute ago, but now I feel compelled to write about this. I woke up feeling so fabulous. Why wouldn’t I? I have been hitting the gym 5/7 days a week, taking on the 5km Park Run at least twice a month, eating better and also drinking less alcohol. Heck, even my sleep patterns have improved. I felt so good that I convinced my hubby to do an impromptu photo shoot in the garden. Shirt off (gym bra on), make up free and confident as hell, I posed effortlessly and promised I would blog about my fitness progress.
Ah well! You know, the mind is very powerful. 2 hours later. Gym done and dusted. You would imagine I would be on cloud nine, with endorphins playing their sweet music through my body. Let’s just say I had 2 comments about my weight and general appearance that sent me straight into fitness hades. The kind of words that are recklessly said, yet without malice; the kind that go straight for the jugular and tear your confidence to shreds.
It got me thinking. How fickle am I that I could perceive myself one way and then in a matter of hours, do a 180 flip and feel the opposite. I am now questioning whether my initial feelings were valid or just a flipping state of morning mania. I don’t know. I really haven’t figured this one out. What I would love though is a platform to discuss this and share with others. Perhaps we need to have an event or gathering that allows us to delve into such issues and more. Let us know. Email firstname.lastname@example.org and let us know if you would be interested in attending a talk or open forum on self and body related issues.
In the meantime, I am looking forward to my run tomorrow. After all that initial great feeling is addictive.