Hurdles

There’s good news and bad news.

Bad news first: turns out that anger is a very big hurdle when it comes to emotional eating.

The good news is that I don’t experience that kind of anger very often.

The rest of the bad news is that I encountered and ate my way through an episode this week.

I seem to have got better at dealing with boredom and I’ve got a bit better with grief – mostly because the grief has subsided over time.  But real anger still needs to be stuffed down and I stuffed it good!

So here I am feeling a little bit bruised – like I’ve survived something that I don’t want to go through again.  The sun is shining and all the things that were good about my life on Monday are still good on Friday.  So it’s time to look ahead and absolutely not to look back.

The cause of my anger has been resolved but it exposed some stuff that hasn’t been and that I need to work on.

In the mean time, after having eaten my body weight in baking, my hairdresser saw me for the first time in four months and blurted, “You’re tiny!”  So, whether I’m large or small, the hurdles of life need hurdling.  And eating excessively doesn’t make me un-tiny and it doesn’t help me get over the hurdles.

Yes, of course I knew that already in my head, but I seem to need to learn and relearn these things in practice as well as in theory.

Thank you God for sun and warmth and birds and spring and love even when life isn’t exactly how we think it should be. (Amen)