"I cant believe I ate all that!"
"That was such a bad thing to eat!"
"I am going to have to stay at the gym all day because of that lunch!"
These are words I have said to myself and hear daily at work. Our inner Judge scolding us, and letting us know how unworthy we are. All because of our own perception and beliefs about what is Right or Wrong with the food we eat.
Good Foods/Bad Foods=Good Girl/Bad Girl
Exercise becomes punishment for a dessert shared with a friend, which should have been enjoyed and treasured moments in time...Not punishment.
Step on the scale, step off, move it to another spot, try again. Today's mood dependent on what this hunk of metal says...
Food is not "Good" or "Bad"...as a matter of fact, I think the M&M people are very cute and entertaining...how could they be bad?
Life is too short to have the food Judge in my face any longer. She has criticized my choices, dictated my actions, scolded and shamed me into depression, addiction and abuse.
Food is Fuel...It is needed to keep us going. For us to keep our energy up and keep our brains and bodies working. It is needed for us to make a difference with our work, enjoy a walk in nature, connect with friends, carry the groceries, rearrange furniture( a fun trait I get from my mom, that drives everyone else crazy!), write, read, stretch...
This life is full of so many wonderful things. Why do we continue to let the Judge in our head ruin an otherwise perfectly good day by telling us we have made the wrong choice, or bullies you because the scale says something it doesn't like.
Throw away the scale, let the M&M people be your friends. FIRE the JUDGE! She has made enough money to retire very nicely...in an upscale retirement community in Florida. I have paid her well throughout the years. It is time for me to hire myself to be my own Judge. One that treats me with respect and admiration. One that does not criticize my choices for dinner, or guilt me into going to the gym...again...
My new Judge says "Eat for Energy, Exercise for Enjoyment"
All of our experiences shape us. The people we meet, the decisions we make, the decisions that are made for us...our failures and successes, our hopes and dreams. I am grateful for all of it, even when it hurts...
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