I exercise from a place of aggression toward myself. OMG. I didnt ever really see this until now. I actually have an inner dialogue of get up you fat B, move, dont be such a lazy slob, push yourself harder, you are not good enough, get moving.
No wonder I hold all my weight on my stomach, just reading over these thoughts makes me feel stressed.
Have committed to movement this month from a place of love, care and respect.
Yoga, walking and spin class once a week only.
This feels good, feels kind, feels respectful.