I assure you, this really were the thoughts that went
through my mind this morning. I can look
back now and find it utterly funny.
Thinking back to the pictures in my head, how I jumped from a strange
sound, to a dead cat eaten by a huge snake and back everything is okay in less
then 3 minutes; I giggle at myself and shake my head. Yes, this is what it’s like living with
anxiety. Somehow the irrational become
rational, not only rational but REAL.
My anxiety turns into crippling fear. Tonight during my run I began to appreciate my
willingness to push through my fears. I
haven’t been as active as I used to be, but I’m getting there, yet I fear not
being able to complete my runs, my biking, my yoga. That I’ll be too slow, to fat, I’ll get hurt,
I won’t be able to breath, people will laugh at me, you name it, the tape that
play in my head is NEGATIVE NELLY.
Regardless, I got out there and I did the best I could today. I stopped the negative tape instead I focused
on positive things. I thought about the
5K I’m doing this weekend with my family and a friend. I’m so darn excited to do it even if it will
take me 50 minutes to cross the line and last year I was close to being under
45 minutes. I’m going to stop being hard
on myself for what I can’t do and give myself credit for what I am doing. That’s what being “unstoppable” is about J
I totally get the anxiety! I've had way too many of those moments lately... I blame post baby PTSD! You are awesome and you did amazing at the 5k.
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