My hands were cold, so I sat on them on the couch with a blanket over my lap. I closed my eyes and let the meditation begin. My mind wandered a lot . . .What if I don't remember someone's name in class tonight? What's for dinner? Should I take a different full-time job to make money for the rest of the school year or stick it out where I am? Lots of unknowns and what-ifs. I realized I was clenching my jaw. I released it and turned my attention inward. I noticed an anxious sensation in my stomach. The sensation that I should be doing something else. I should be moving. I should be accomplishing something. But I continued to breathe.
I'm realizing that the later it gets, the more likely I am to snack on junk. So my promise to myself is that I am allowed to eat however much fruit I want after 8pm - but nothing else. I'll let you know how that goes tomorrow.
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