Week One: Gym Therapy

I finished the first week of trying to watch what I'm eating...I feel like my body has fell into a natural way of eating that feels good. I am some seafood and dairy. I'm lactose intolerant, but I'm learning that if I eat dairy that is closest to the source I'm usually good.

Last night I wasn't sure I was going to stick with it. I was craving a lot of brownies, dense chocolate cake and some icecream. I stopped and listened to what was happening. I was freaking out about returning to work. I've been away from the office for almost three weeks - with my office's conference and our week of vacation - I wasn't sure I could get back in the swing of a 9-5 without a nap.

Today was one of those days. I'm thankful I made it out alive...during the day I was giving a friend an hour-by-hour update on what was happening and I told him that I wasn't sure I was going to go to the gym. He teaches this class...Body Attack, it's a hot mess. I told him that I had three goals...1) drive by the gym 2) go to half of his class 3) finish his class.

At the end of the day I was spent but I had this epiphany. I'm so tired of the following:
1) People telling me what I should or should not do with my body, feelings, emotions...I mean, I welcome people and their concerns for my well-being. What I'm tired of is allowing people to affect my mood and stress level to the point that I allow that to be more of a priority over my health. There have been times I've left work just to leave and go home and take a nap to ignore the day. I had the familiar head and fatigue around 430....and all of a sudden I realized I'm not letting stress dictate my day.
2) Allowing stress to dictate my day...I've allowed stress to tell me when to sleep, stay awake...what to eat, what not to eat...when to exercise, when to not exercise...when to talk...when to be quiet. Stress has become my familiar friend, but today I chose my health above stress...

AND I GOT MY GYM THERAPY!

I looked at the clock..it was 5:30 and I decided to start my workout...looked at the clock...6...thought well I can stay and see if I can make it through this next song...I would make it...then I realized that there's just two more songs...then I made it to the end. I made it. From 5:30-6:30 I felt like myself again.

I need to remember this feeling...I'm sort of floating. I made it home, finished my workout, and have felt incredibly relaxed. And I didn't have to say a word during therapy...I just had to be.

Get your gym therapy today.