I didn’t want this to be my first blog post here. I wanted to do the obligatory “Who Am I” nonsense that everyone else likes to do. Introduce you to who I am, why I started this blog, and what it’s for. Blah blah. You get it.
But today wasn’t like every other day, except in a way it was. Great. Start.
My health journey so far has been a constant battle between my subconscious and my other subconscious. Yes, I do believe I have two. No, I know nothing about biology.
My first subconscious, Subconscious Chick, is the smart, sensible one. She is realistic, understands what I need to do to be healthy, and totally gets that I have major emotional eating tendencies. She gets shit done.
My second subconscious, Subconscious Dude, is a huge pain in the ass. He makes excuses, sabotages me, and basically just wants me to fail in every possible way. What. A. Jerk.
Today was one of those days where my emotions kind of take over, Subconscious Dude comes in, and suddenly all I want to do is eat junk food. I had allll the excuses too.