As some of you might know, a close family member of mine was diagnosed with malignant ascites recently.
I’m only mildly embarrassed to admit it, but my physical health has gone to crap since we found out.
(Mildly, because, honestly, my mind has been elsewhere and I don’t actually feel guilty for that.)
I haven’t hit the track, I haven’t practiced yoga (much less gone to a yoga class)–I haven’t even worked out at home. I’ve eaten any ol’ thing I could get my hands on (some of it just because there was no time or other options; some of it because I was stress eating) and to be frank, I can’t remember the last time I had a full glass of water.
The point is, I’m falling apart physically–during a time when it’s especially important to hold it together–and it’s causing me to fall apart mentally.
Some things I’m experiencing?
- Lack of energy–even aches and pains–which makes me feel frustrated and adds to feelings of depression.
- Feeling weak and useless.
- Confusion, lack of clarity, and inability to focus.
- Feeling unbalanced, in terms of feeling out of control in my own life (or, at least, feeling like I can’t gain control over the things I can control, and not coping well with having no control over things that are out of my control).
- Lack of confidence. When I eat well, exercise, and meditate, I feel more confident in myself and my ability to handle what life throws at me.
I know what I need to do. I need to pull myself together. Start eating well again–no matter where I am–and working out again. I can’t get to a yoga class, but I do have some pretty awesome yoga apps (which I plan on reviewing later). Next time I’m home, I can pack my running shoes.
It’s the execution that’s the hardest.
Tell me, readers: How do YOU take care of your body–and thus, your mind–when disaster strikes?