Saturday, February 01, 2014
I had a minipiphany today.
I don't move anymore. I eat my feelings. I have to work hard to feel attractive. (Like serious mental practice.)
Tonight I had a date with my hubby. It felt like our actual dating days. Then, on the drive home, I was cranking the tunes, mostly 90s music, and rocking out like I used to. I felt completely invigorated and hot (as in desirable, not overheated).
I was never thin, save senior year of high school, but I was far thinner and healthier than in recent years. (In the interest of full disclosure, I was also a better driver.) I realized it all boils down to confidence. Belting out tunes, hitting on my husband, beat boxing in the night air...it all requires confidence.
In order to be healthy, I need to get my groove back, and I'm starting to see how.