This has been the strongest day of recovery that I have had all week, and I think it’s because I listened to myself today.
I originally had planned to go running this morning, but when I woke up, my body was sore from working out so much yesterday.
Ed said to go run.
I said to turn off my alarm and for the first time all week, let myself sleep in.
And that’s what I did.
I ate breakfast and then went back to sleep.
It was only after I slept and ate lunch that I felt I had the focus needed to write my story about that undocumented girl that I’ve been talking about.
I sat down and two hours later, I had a completed first draft of my story.
Later at night, I had a guy pretty much not follow through on a date he had planned with me.
This rejection, yet again, could have let me run to Ed like I did before, but instead, I went out to dinner with my grandma.
After having such a strong day of recovery where I really listened to myself, I wasn’t about to let this guy or Ed ruin it.
I am not happy about all the food I ate at dinner, but knowing that I overcame a situation where I could have let my eating disorder comfort me, far outweighs the food I ate.
I still plan on working harder in the gym tomorrow because of it, but overall, I think I did a good job today.
Yes, I did do a good job today .
On that note, I end tonight’s post and say hello life.