[[Side Notes: Internal War
Lately it seems like I am doing so much better. I’ve finally been able to realize all the good things going on in my life and being more realistic about myself. I’ve found a guy that likes me for all that I am and what I do/love and continue to pursue the job that I want/love to do.
But as much as I smile, as much as I laugh, as much as I say, “I’m doing great!” on the inside I feel like I’m breaking. There is something inside there that isn’t healed over quite yet and still spilling out the blood, the negativity, the emotional crisis waiting to unfold.
I currently cannot find a band aid big enough to cover it and stop the outpour. I’m running around trying to stop it from overflowing and creating so much turmoil that I’ll trip, fall and lay their broken.
I take solace in the love of the people around me. I stare into the sky and admire the sun, the clouds, the birds, the breeze in my face. I squeeze my cat with her unconditional love and support, who always listens, even when my talking only comes in the form of tears. I run to run away from the fear, anger and anguish. I try everything to keep from falling apart.
Currently my mind is falling apart, but it’s also still holding together. It just doesn’t know which way to turn, how to take in the support I have around me or the things I am trying to accomplish. It’s mixed up in it’s need for…something. Am I lonely? I’m always lonely, but then again not. Am I sad? Over what? I’ve got everything I need in my life, right? Am I unhappy? Not that I’d like to acknowledge…
It’s the moments the past week that have been getting to me the most and leading to the downward spiral of struggle. I start off the day listening to my body and eating what I need to stay energized and feel good, but then something at some point snaps and I’m left digging my hand into my trail mix, and within moments I’m staring at myself wondering, “What the hell is wrong with you? This is not going to turn your health around for the better?”
It breaks my heart when I reach moments like this and feel sick to my stomach…because I’ve been working so hard to not be like this anymore. I keep telling myself it takes time, you learn from your lessons and so on, but if I were learning, why has it not decreased or stopped yet? I thought that was the point of learning something, to get better at it and be a better person with it!?
I can’t help but ask, “What am I doing wrong? Why is this not working? What in my brain is loose that can’t grasp these concepts?” So utterly frustrating and debilitating to my head.
This post, this frustration has been building up in me for over week when really I should have given it a chance to show it’s face so I could confront it. There is no wrong in admitting how I feel, but there is a horrendous amount of guilt that comes with admitting that you’re still doing something wrong and can’t stop. It’s the exact opposite when I was suffering from anorexia and couldn’t understand why I couldn’t get myself to eat…but now it’s why I can’t get myself to stop/not eat.
I’ve read all of Geneen Roth’s books and for a time I was doing great…maybe I need to reread them because the concepts it explores has evaporated from my head. Or maybe I need to read a few new books and see how they help me along, exploring other parts that Roth may not have passed in her books.
It’s a case of snowball effect for me right now and I need to stop rolling. I think the first step is to admit you want to get better and stop rolling. So that’s what I’m doing right here: I WANT TO STOP ROLLING.
What books have you read on intuitive eating or ED that has helped you, if you’ve needed it? I’ve read a bunch of them but it has been years, so I’m up for all suggestions! ]]
Oh how boring I was this weekend, well, other than my date with my cute boy last night!
Whit’s currently training for his first half marathon, that will lead to the same full I’m doing in June, so this weekend he was due for a 7 mile long run that I told him I’d run with him. Of course he was crazy enough to run that long after surfing really early in the morning and then driving over two hours to get back to town! That boy’s got stamina if you ask me! I wish I had it! Haha!

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Alas, we headed out to the river trail and accomplished a sweet 7 miler, me paying more attention to the birds on the river than the twigs flying up and cutting my legs all over the place. Oops. Priorities people, priorities. Because he’s a speedy guy and I was trying to keep up with him, we ran the 7.06 miles in 1:05, which is about a 9:12 pace; I never run that fast when I’m doing long runs! Haha! I’m gonna have to work on going my own pace or I’m gonna get hurt, so next time I’ll be more careful.
Anyhow, you can bet that as soon as we were cleaned up he was starving! I’ve always noticed that when someone just starts off running they get a bit more hungry faster than those that have been running for a while…cause I certainly wasn’t that hungry…but I also didn’t surf that morning! He loves it though, can’t take the surf out of the inland boy!
We sped off shortly after to our favorite Japanese restaurant that serves tasty and cheap sushi: I Love Sushi!

I order the same thing every time because it’s all I can really get there, but you can bet that Whit ordered his heart out and ate it all…runners belly. :)
We started off with their complimentary edamame but it wasn’t enough and we wanted more protein, so we ordered an extra bowl to keep us going until our real meal came along.

I ordered the Seaweed Salad which I love…

Along with my usual Vegetable Roll and Cucumber Roll. I wish there were Japanese restaurants that would venture out on their veggie options.

I’ll give you an idea of Whit ate too, because his are so much more appetizing looking than mine!




That’s along with edamame and the dessert:

How cute is that? Hehe…
We spent the night watching stand up comedy on tv and snacking on popcorn from TJ’s because we’re too lazy to pop our own (ok, in my own defense, I can’t pop mine at home because the power on my microwave is not great enough and just burns the bag; I’ve tried).
This morning I had to travel back home and by the time I got there it was hours past my usual breakfast time so I was starving! I know I could eat cereal in a heartbeat but wanted something to hold me over for a while so I had my oats. I swear I tried to add some variety to them but nothing came to mind. Creature of habit…I wish my oats looked as interesting as the ones that Meghann made this morning!

I didn’t do much the rest of the day since I didn’t have to be out in the field so I got an oil change for the car and snacked on a few handfuls of pb pretzel nuggets. I think I might have had a few too many because after that I felt sick and didn’t eat for almost 8 hours! Yowzers!
I finally had a little something for dinner in the form of the soup I made over the weekend…I can’t let all those good veggies go to waste! Sorry you get a recycled picture, tonight's was just as boring looking, minus the eggs.

And now, some me time…cause ya know, I haven’t had enough of it all day. (shrug)
Happy Monday…