I used to share a lot about my fitness journey. Not so long ago really. But I made a conscious choice to stop. My imposter syndrome was real and I was sharing about health, when in reality my mental health around fitness and nutrition as always been a struggle.
I’m sharing this now (ironically) only because there are things in our lives that we can and should keep out of the public eye. That healing can stay and should stay private sometimes.
So, you won’t see me share much about fitness (and my meals) anymore, unless it’s about movement for mental clarity and that’s because I haven’t healed from the scars I’ve made in this space.
Decades of diet culture have really messed me up and it’s not an easy road to navigate through. It’s like I have the map but I can’t read the key.
It’s truly my biggest battle with God. One full of prayer and repentance. The thorn in my side. One that has me needing to HONOR the temple He has given me, not idolize it.
Recently, I heard a podcast that asked a holistic doctor this question:
How do we take care of ourselves without idolizing the process?
And his answer made my morning.
His response was: