Monday, June 29, 2009
I'm not gonna really put my reasons for being back on here, because they're all the same and I'm sure anyone who reads this either already knows, or is probably here for the same reason. I am a fortunate lucky woman. I am not in a position where my weight adversely affects my health (too much at least), I can walk/run/hike/play with relative ease, and I have enough money and access to obtain healthy foods.
My battle is just a battle with my will. Fighting an eating disorder is no easy task. I've gone from eating nothing to eating everything. 110 pounds to 180, I've been in a decent spectrum. Now I'm just trying to break away from "perfect eating". No one normal does that. EVER. So why should I expect to? Want a beer? Go for it, just think of the aspects of having that beer before you drink it. Do you REALLY want it? How will it make you feel now? Later? In the morning? I want to be a conscientious eater. I want to be aware of what I put in my mouth and how it will affect me.
Live is too short to diet into the "perfect body" I just want to be healthy and happy in the one I've got.