Hi everyone. I have had a really rough time of it lately. I have gone off track and realised that I should have some therapy sessions so I am making plans to do so. I have realised how badly my mother affects me. Why was I blessed with such a selfish, self-absorbed mother? I have made a practice in the past of minimising my contact with her as a form of self-preservation and then sometimes I let my guard down and she just gets to me. The subject matter is not for publication on this forum as it's just too private but I will definitely get some help.
Last night I had some milk, the first time in months and this morning I woke up with a red sore throat. So that's something I will not be doing again. To be honest I haven't really missed it.
Today I woke up at 6 so that I could attend a hot yoga class. It's something I have been looking forward to for a long time, and one of the reasons that I joined the particular gym that I did. Well it was a disaster to say the least. The instructor was a woman of about 60, a very thin small woman with 0 fat on her body. There was me and another first timer, who was quite slim. So she started the class and after five minutes she had completely shifted her focus to the other woman (OW). She was moving OW arms into the right positions and encouraging her etc. She told me to "lie on the mat for a bit" "you step back, don't jump back" after 20 mins of watching her help OW and completely ignore me and look at me with distaste, I walked out seething and went to use a treadmill.
I walked for 30 min and went back to the yoga studio at the end of the class. I went up to her and she said "oh was it too hot for you" so I said no it wasn't too hot but I just wanted you to know that I have just shed in excess of 20 kg and do you know how much courage it took for me to put on a pair of shorts and a leotard and join this class? You obviously dismissed me because I don't fit your profile of a slim person who can do yoga. You completely ignored me and focused all your attention on OW. So she said well did you see her muscles and how supple she was- don't worry you will get there - there are other classes. So I said no you made me feel so bad that I wont be back. Then I was getting in the lift to go to my car and she got in - so she said well you are obviously very emotional, so I said that I was not emotional. I just expected to be supported and encouraged not ignored just because I am not muscled etc, I thought that was the point of the class to instruct not destroy.
Anyway the good thing to come out of this is that I am once again on a mission to rid myself of this excess weight - for me. Can you imagine if I would have walked into her class 20kg heavier, what her expression would have been like then!
The other good thing is that I spoke out! I told her what I thought of her. In the past I would have bottled it and buried it with food. Well done to me! Stupid cow!
I AM BACK!