Open Letter of Apology to my Body

14 Oct

Dear Body,

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I’ve neglected you. I’ve abused you feeding you junk food. For the past year I’ve replaced daily workouts with daily splurges. Instead of running I sat at the computer. Instead of hitting the gym I hit rock bottom giving up on myself.

I ate candies and gummy bears and ice cream. I delved in burgers and French fries and pastries. Who cared that they creped up on me, pound after pound—I didn’t. I told myself after I turned 40 that it didn’t matter—I should finally indulge in those things I craved. And indulge I did. Eleven pounds later I hated looking in the mirror.

But no more.

I’m done.

Cleaned up my pantry and started working out. In moderation, which is something I have to teach myself how to do it. Take long walks. Starting two weeks ago my boss and I challenged ourselves to take the stairs (our office is on 7th floor) twice a day. We write down how long it takes us to come up. In a month we’ll raise the bar to 3 times a day.

Today was a good day. I treated myself to a coffee by walking to the Starbucks near my house, which is not quite near (1.8mi away). An hour later, my walk tracker recorded 3.6mi.

Numbers isn’t the reason why I do this, but because it finally hit me that if I give up on you, you will eventually give up on me. And you and I have to be BFFs forever, not enemies. I’ll give you healthy food, plenty rest and exercise, knowing you’ll burst with energy and fit in my clothes again.

Deal?

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