There has been a theme with the weight loss blogs I read on a regular basis and myself. We all seem to have caught this bug of BLAH! Maybe it’s the change in the season that’s affecting us or something else, but we all seem to have it and have synched up. I have come to realize that I have been trying to eat my emotions instead of dealing with them. I feel I’m being forced into a situation that has me anxious, sad and really agitated. Like my chest hurts just thinking about having to go to this event because of this one person. And then it was the way it was handled that really pissed me off, that day I discovered the healing powers of whiskey. So I know I’m going to be the bigger person (oh the pun is totally intended). And there have been a couple of small things relating to it that just made me, well, it made me eat chips and dip and sit on my ass. Why that was my reaction I have no idea, I guess I was more hurt by it than I realized, but that’s what I did and I can only recognized, accept and move on. I’ve aired my grievances and concerns and at this point that bell can’t be unrung.
The moving on part is hard, I see moving on as moving period. I do miss my guys at LA Boxing and the crazy stuff they make me do, but I really don’t want to, I want to get under the covers and let the new fall lineup take over. I’m sorry to my new followers, I’m usually much better than this. I even tried new ways to keep it fun, I did those pages, but my hearts not in it and all I can do is say welcome and stick around I’m sure I’m going to wash this funk off. Maybe a good old kick in the pants in the form of a weigh in will do it.