I started back to the gym this week. I managed to make it Monday through Wednesday, but the The Baby got sick, so we stayed home today, and probably tomorrow as well.
I don't actually hate working out. I really enjoy my "alone" time at the gym. That 60 to 90 minutes of being kid-free is heaven! And once I get into the habit of going, it won't be so bad. I have to go, because I need to lose this weight. I can't stand to look at myself anymore. I hate that none of the clothes that I want to wear will fit me. I hate feeling like everyone is staring at me. But I love food. Especially carbs and sweets- you know, the things you're not supposed to eat. I've become a binge eater over the last few years. I know it's because of stress, but I can't figure out how to control it. I've struggled with eating disorders since I was 16 years old. Food is my mortal enemy.
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:( I wish I could offer some advice but I have none. I can offer encouragement though :)
For myself, I actually love working out and it's not just the kid free time, for me, it's kinda IDK, zen like when I've gotten into the swing of things (which I haven't gotten back into for any good length of time in the last few years :( )
hopefully, it'll get easier to just get up and go
I haven't found this to be true and haven't been able to fit it into my routine, but I'm still hopeful lol
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