All the Spider people dealing with the worst bad guys. There’s a bit of sports frenzy in Toronto.
Mutant Diet Phase 10 Day 56
I missed a day of blogging to due an eye test. They put in those nasty drops and blam my eyes were so off kilter I had to lie down for a couple of hours. I didn’t want to go near a computer and, worse, I was so mentally tired I didn’t want to do anything.
So I ate ice cream, which came after trying to restrict myself to an all salad day.
Now I have to deal with the self-inflicted pummelling of breaking plan. The Negative Nelly in my head will take any input and try to turn it into some cudgel to beat myself with. I’m kind of getting pissed off with this because my limited self awareness, positive affirmations and breathing techniques seem insufficient to offset the repetitive inner voice that says, “you are a fat ox and should die.” (Very hard type that out, by the way.)
I had another chance today to go to they gym, but my lower back was wanting to spasm and I am just done. Another tool for the negative voice to beat on me. But I can’t help but notice that the voice is mad at me for not going to the gym consistently. Somehow I’ve upped the standards of the negative voice.
The trick now is to take the next couple of hours before picking up my son and doing things that give me a sense of progress.