So now I am back in Knoxville from a week at Mount Madonna. A week of awareness, mindful eating, hiking for miles and miles, meditation, fellowship and thinking.
And now? Not so much. Transition/re-immersion is a bitch. I spent the last week in a backlash of trying to eat my way into a numb place. And I didn't move...for a week.
Until today. Today I walked. For 5.5 miles! And I ate to a hunger level of 5. And stopped.
And I felt happy. I walked to enjoy it...not to get in x number of miles, not to burn x number of calories, but to just enjoy moving and walking.
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