I used to think in order to get my “dream body”, I had to work out extremely hard every single day and drastically restrict my diet.
I would feel guilty every time I have a cheat meal to the point where I wouldn’t enjoy the foods I love.
I woke up at 5:30 am to workout before work regardless of what my body told me to do.
I watched the scale and would freak out when my weight went up.
I cleansed multiple times a year to “remove all the toxins from the unhealthy food”
I was not listening to myself at all.
I was taking life so seriously.
It felt like maintaining my body was an ego trip.
Most of all, I had the body I desired and still hated my body.