A few weeks ago my therapist and I were talking about my job. During the conversation I came to the realization that if you were to ask me who I am, my actual real job of being a financial specialist would never enter the equation. I would describe myself more as a writer and researcher, but never a financial specialist. It's my job, but it's not who I am.
Last night while getting ready for bed I had an aha moment. I suddenly asked myself how many hours I spend every day counting calories, stressing about what I have or have not eaten, what my weight is and how much I hate a certain body part. After spending a few minutes thinking it through, I realized that I spend a good amount of my day doing one of those things. And when I say a good amount, I mean many hours. The realization made me sad. Because if I were asked to describe who I am as a person, I know for a fact that how many calories I had (or didn't have) that day or what my weight was or if I was fat would never be considered. These are things that I do or worry about, but it's not who I am.
If I were to describe who I am I would say: writer/research nerd, daughter/sister/mother (to Tessa), lover of life, worshiper of God, yoga fanatic, loving/compassionate/loyal human being, friend, book reading enthusiast, animal lover, music connoisseur, die hard Boston Red Sox fan, Shark Week fan and all around crazy fun girl who loves being from Texas. This is who I am. Do you see the difference? Just because you do something doesn't mean it's who you are or who you have to be.
After I had my realization last night, I vowed to start focusing more on who I am and doing what makes me happy in life. I do actually enjoy eating healthy and doing yoga and Pilate's. I despise living in the vicious cycle of constant calorie(or points) counting and then trying to figure out how many minutes of exercise I need to break even for the day. Don't even get me started on my dysfunctional relationship with the scale. When I take the daily thought out of what I eat and how much exercise I do, I actually do better with both. Make an effort to be happy and genuine happiness will follow.
Take a few minutes and think about how you would describe yourself. What would you say? Do any of the items that you deem a flaw enter your self description?
Until Next Time,
Last night while getting ready for bed I had an aha moment. I suddenly asked myself how many hours I spend every day counting calories, stressing about what I have or have not eaten, what my weight is and how much I hate a certain body part. After spending a few minutes thinking it through, I realized that I spend a good amount of my day doing one of those things. And when I say a good amount, I mean many hours. The realization made me sad. Because if I were asked to describe who I am as a person, I know for a fact that how many calories I had (or didn't have) that day or what my weight was or if I was fat would never be considered. These are things that I do or worry about, but it's not who I am.
If I were to describe who I am I would say: writer/research nerd, daughter/sister/mother (to Tessa), lover of life, worshiper of God, yoga fanatic, loving/compassionate/loyal human being, friend, book reading enthusiast, animal lover, music connoisseur, die hard Boston Red Sox fan, Shark Week fan and all around crazy fun girl who loves being from Texas. This is who I am. Do you see the difference? Just because you do something doesn't mean it's who you are or who you have to be.
After I had my realization last night, I vowed to start focusing more on who I am and doing what makes me happy in life. I do actually enjoy eating healthy and doing yoga and Pilate's. I despise living in the vicious cycle of constant calorie(or points) counting and then trying to figure out how many minutes of exercise I need to break even for the day. Don't even get me started on my dysfunctional relationship with the scale. When I take the daily thought out of what I eat and how much exercise I do, I actually do better with both. Make an effort to be happy and genuine happiness will follow.
Take a few minutes and think about how you would describe yourself. What would you say? Do any of the items that you deem a flaw enter your self description?
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Until Next Time,
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