This week I joined a sponsored ride, so-called Ipse de Bruggen fit tour. It was a road bike tour along different care locations for mentally and physically disabled persons. The tour was 104 km with an average speed of 25km/h and a max of 45 km/h. For myself, it was a true victory because it was my first +100km ride since I got injured. This week 6 months PO and recovered from TPF type 2 (broken knee), torn meniscus and broken patella. The hardware is one plate and 9 screws.
So keep the spirit, mental and physical. Set your goal and focus. Don't forget to celebrate all the little victories which you have achieved during your recovery journey.
Or don’t pick a side 😉. Just choose based on what you feel like eating and what you like at the time your hunger is high. This is an amazing demonstration that measurement is crazy. For food, for size, for anything. As long as you try to put moral value in it. Kcal is one type of unit to measure on type of thing food can bring to your body. But you can also measure the size of your plate, the volume of the food, the nutriment in that food, and hey also the pleasure that food will bring. Using one single too simple measurement makes you forget the global picture of what a meal is supposed to be. And you can be wrong: yes a salad can be high calories, but what if this is what you feel like eating at that time?! There is no bad food except bad tasted food 😉. And this is personal choice/taste; it cannot be a global society decision/rule. Food is food. What matters is to follow your own taste, to eat when you are hungry, to stop when you are satisfied that’s it. Food is food. There is no control to add in this. Eating is not the most important thing you do today. Some people cannot eat what they feel like eating (sickness, money, unavailability); if you are lucky to be able to do so: just eat the food! Enjoy, savor and move on with your life. Your life is so much more than the food you choose to eat! Guilt is killing your body signs and intuitive balance, free yourself of guilt and rules, follow your taste. Happy Friday! Take care 💜💚❤️🧡💙💛
Food and the art of eating (like really eating) is a way to show your body respect not neglect.
was Cornflakes with Apple🍎
Have an amazing day 🖤
קמתי לידך הבוקר, כמו כול בוקר. והיום היה משהו מיוחד. פתחתי את התריסים והתלוננת כרגיל שאת רוצה לישון, אבל לא דרש ממני אפילו שכנוע אחד שתבואי להכין איתי ארוחת בוקר.
"אני אהיה העוזרת של השף, אבל בלי הדיסטנס. כדי שאוכל לנשק אותך" אומרת לי עם חיוך שובב ומחבקת אותי מאחור.
התחלתי לחתוך את הפירות, להוציא את הבלנדר ופה ושם צוויתי מהעוזרת שלי שתקום ותעזור לי. מפה לשם יצאו שתי יצירות מופת טעימות להפליא.
צילמת אותי מצלם את האוכל ושלחת לקבוצת ווצאפ עם הכיתוב "שלוש יצירות מופת". ולבי נמס.
יצאנו לבחוץ והשכנים שמו שירים. כאלו של מדיטציה עם קצת טעם של רוק. "אני רוצה שיהיו לנו עוד רגעים כאלה" את אומרת עם חיוך "יהיה, נשב ככה על ערסל כשנהיה זקנים עם השייק פירותונקשיב לשירים של השכנים".
והתחבקנו. ועוד קצת. ועוד הרבה. והתנשקנו.
So we are gonna quit this flat - in which i did not vomit into the toilet I am standing on because of Bulimia since I moved in (all other toilets I can remember I looked deeply into 😄).
„It will move with you where ever you go“ I always thought, but it does not, there is the time when it stops, it does, it really does... but you have to find another way for the expression and output you need to achieve this i guess ... be fearless.
Were you? :) 💜👥🗨🗨 Be it to a friend, or a family member or a professional too.
Be it just saying "I think my depression is resurfacing," or "I am feeling very anxious about.... " or "I feel so much rage /pain /(whatever else) inside my mind," can be VERY beneficial and relieving than quietly pretending to hold it all together while in reality cracking up and falling apart inside. 🙆💔
Speak up. Open up to a trusted person. If you don't have any, be brave and choose to seek out a professional expert / therapist. 🗨👥
On the other hand, if our loved ones need to open up about their mental struggles, let's learn to hold space for them. "Holding space" is a beautiful concept of attentive listening while zero judging or offering hasty, unsolicited advice.
Let's be OK with genuinely listening. Not jumping to offer "Don't worry. An sure it'll be fine" pep talks. Only if they clearly ask for suggestions or solutions, guide them towards someone who knows this subject (eg an expert or a fellow survivor), instead of generalized cheer-up messages. If not, let's simply listen with absolute nonjudgment.
Let's create space for heavy hearts, dysfunctional minds and hyperreacting brains to open up and find breathing space.
Let's create a culture of openly speaking of one's mental health. In the family. Within friend circle. Amongst peer groups, colleagues, strangers. It's So Vital! .
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It’s currently been super hot these last few days and I’ve been craving ice cream and a lot of it! I’ve given into those cravings and it’s been awesome! I’ve had a super duper early dinner tonight because I’m so sick and I wanna go to sleep so I thought blow instead of skipping (because it’s soooo early) I’m going to challenge myself with spaghetti on toast with a poach egg on toast...! It seemed such a naughty dinner but hey it was exactly what I was craving! Cya ED #positivethinking #anorexiarecovery #bulimiarecovery #recoveryisworthit #recoverywarrior
Roughly FOUR MILLION women in this country suffer with alcohol addiction, but BY ALL MEANS let’s dress the babies up and all have a good laugh about it. Tell better stories Etsy, and sell better products.
#unwinethemoms #sobermama #yaboozeyalose
We all know life can get hectic
But if you live in the second,
You exist in the present
That's how you stay connected
Go through good times & hardships
If you learn to accept it
Know that every struggle in life,
Is there to teach you a lesson
It's times like this that make you
It's always the darkest part of the night, right before the sun has it's break through
The spirits there to knock you down,
But if you make that the end
You will never know the beauty
Of being able to stand up again
Face it, with patience,
The Pace set is dealing
With judgements & hatred,
Depressed hopeless feelings
But I've been told,
You only create your own ceilings
Life is limitless,
Knowing this is what the spirit is.
That's why I try to inhale deep, so I can find peace & essence can find me...🤘
#inhaledeep #faithinaverse #struggle
Feeling some kinda way today about the the ignorance displayed so openly without any signs of changing anytime soon. Bodies are stacking up at the morgues. Parents are burying their kids. Grandparents are raising their grandchildren. Society as a whole doesn’t seem to care. There’s much work to do.
✨Any other moms SICK of the mommy wine culture? Sick of school activities revolving around alcohol? Sick of the ‘mommy’s sippy cup’ wine glasses and ‘it’s 5 o’clock somewhere’ shirts? Sick of the mom vlogs where women constantly sip mimosas? Can we PLEASE start a movement to un-wine the fuck out of motherhood? This advertising and wine culture kept me sick for a long time- it co-signed on ALLL my bullshit.
Let’s tell better stories and be better mothers. Who’s with me?
Please help with hashtags, if that’s your thing. 👇🏻
Day 359. I made it! 13 hour workday the day after a brutal migraine and I somehow drove home smiling. My kids were so-so all day, but meet the teacher tonight went well. A bunch of teachers went to a pub for dinner between school and parent night, but I knew I couldn’t handle anything so loud, so my friend and I did a Tims run and brought back food for a couple other friends and had a picnic at her work table. It was such a good compromise with taking care of myself but still being social. I also picked up a smile cookie for the friend who drove me home last night (and put up with all my crying on Monday afternoon) and left it on his desk. I’m not excited to go to work tomorrow but it’s a PD day so at least I won’t have kids. Honestly I’m pretty proud of how I did today. Eating 3 times (plus a snack tonight) - check. Not crying at school (or at all) - check. Actually having fun on a super long and stressful day - check. #recovery #recoverywarrior #recoveryisworthit #edrecovery #eatingdisorderrecovery #depressionrecovery #depression #anxiety #mentalhealth
Never talk down to an alcoholic from any moral or spiritual hilltop; simply lay out the kit of spiritual tools for his inspection. Show him
how they worked with you. Offer him friendship and fellowship. Tell him that if he wants to get well you will do anything to help.
Sobriety is the adventure of a lifetime. And it begins the moment we ask AA for help.
What diet do I follow? None. I used to be completely and totally consumed with diet culture. Some people say one thing and other people say something totally contradicting. There was once a time when I was laying in bed, late at night scrolling through the diet culture posts of what to and what not to eat and I literally thought, “Good thing I’m anorexic, there’s so many different opinions on what’s ok to eat.” NO! When did we lose our intuition? Children don’t think about what’s bad and what’s not, they just eat because their freaking body tells them they’re hungry. They listen and they don’t over think it. Here’s where I’m at in my journey right now: I eat for health yes, I eat food that I enjoy that nourishes my body. I’m not “low carb” or “low fat”. I’m on a journey toward intuitive eating. I don’t count calories anymore. At the end of the day, I’m human. And I still am battling an Eating Disorder. So yes, I still count my calories sometimes. I still have to convince myself it’s ok to eat when I think I’ve had “enough”. I still have to plan and work to keep my meals balanced. I’m still working at adding more food into my diet. Point is I’m still in recovery, I’m still learning, but I absolutely do not believe in diets. At all. Feed your body. Eat what you like and what makes you feel good, and helps you become the best version of yourself. P.s As I’m writing this I literally had a second serving of Peanut Butter. 😋 #giveupdieting #foodisfuel