Health

I have had a headache for three days now. It is annoying to say the least.

I’m not too worried about it – I tend to get a lot of them and was told as a child they are in the family. The fact that Dad had an inoperable brain tumour niggles at me, but not too any great extent.

I think at the moment I am just extremely unhealthy. Compared to where I was. I have always had to work hard to have a proper diet. And to exercise to keep healthy. I was there, I had it all pretty much under control. But the last 3 or 4 weeks I have allowed it all to unravel. I have stopped seeing my PT, have not been to the gym for 3+ weeks, have started eating copious amounts of sugar again and other crappy food and given away all my healthy food meals and habits such as eating breakfast and drinking 2 litres of water each day. I also tend to get dragged down into other unhealthy compensatory behaviours which I am not prepared to go into here and now.

I am more than peeved with myself.

And of course since the physical wellbeing is sinking, so is the mental wellbeing. Gah! Cant win :/

I blame work. I do not handle work well. It simply exhausts me. I know, I know, we all have to work and we all feel the same way. It is clearly something I need to work on – managing tiredness and making time for exercise and proper food preparation. I have started back at university now, as mentioned in my previous post, so work will be reducing work again soon. I guess now I have to re-balance a healthy lifestyle and re-set my goals and priorities.

It’s so funny. I know how good I feel when everything is going how it should be – the right food makes me feel good. Yet I cannot stop shoving anything and everything down my throat, despite not even feeling hungry! Crazy.

Blah blah blah I just need to suck it up and do it, eh!

I still have the headache :/

2 thoughts on “Health

  1. drivingmizzkrazy

    I ate super healthy all day yesterday, exercised, drank eight glasses of water and walked around feeling all high and mighty only to wake up in the middle if the night and stuff my face with seventeen Triscuits and eighty billion cookies. Death by Triscuit. Or Oreo. Big.Giant. Fail.

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