Does that mean that I’m parking off on the couch with a smorgasbord of my (past) favorite snacks and dreaming of dinner during lunch again? Hell no. I’m still eating like an athlete. I’m moving more than ever.
It’s all about where I’m directing my precious energy.
I am creating right now. A new life, a new outlook. New passions, new interests new opportunities. And a new relationship with my body.
Part of that is eating a low fat raw vegan diet. It’s congruent with who I am. It’s not work. It’s pure bliss and it’s instinctive. It’s also healing and it leads to significant fat loss over time. How much time? I don’t know. To quote my good friend Karen, it will take as long as it takes. My job is to trust the process, not meddle in it or try to hurry it along. I know one thing – there are no fat long-term fruitarians.
Basically, I’m eating to feel good. Light and alive. Nourished. Abundantly healthy and vibrant.
I don’t like the term “losing”. I prefer not to use it in terms of my layers of
protection body fat any longer. I’m uncovering. I’m emerging. I’m letting go. I’m releasing. I’m laying down. I’m revealing. Unveiling even.
I am actually learning to inhabit my body. And I’m loving it! I feel so complete right now. I’ve come home.
And you know what the best part is? Expressing myself through my body. I feel sensual and graceful and I can’t stop moving that way. I’ve never been to a Nia class, but I’m nia-ing my heart out every day. And I’m zumbaing and rock ‘n rolling. Even hipping and hopping.
It’s like full-body meditation. In fact, Nia stand for Neuromuscular Integrative Action. It feels as if I’m expanding beyond the previously perceived boundaries of my fat.
I’m almost bereft without music. I just want to dance. It’s fun, it’s liberating and it’s bloody good exercise. I can do it in the comfort of my own home as and when I please and for as long as I want. I can do it on the back lawn, in the living room, in the kitchen and under the shower.
I’ve also decided that although I’m walking in my neighborhood every day, I’m worth the effort of driving to the beach, or to the nature reserve or the park to walk in an open and beautiful place at least twice a week.
As for the scale, I get on it when I remember. It’s not important in the bigger scheme of things. Numbers are meaningless. It’s about feeling good – fit and toned!
Now, if you’ll excuse me, Rupa & April Fishes are calling!
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