Munchos & Me (and no—that’s not the name of the next Hallmark movie)

Munchos are evil. OK, maybe it’s not the Munchos that are evil. Maybe it’s the voice in my head that gets so loud, saying that I’m stressed, bored, and who knows what else. That voice says I have to just keep eating, munching (ironically on Munchos), until the giant sized bag is gone or I just don’t care.

Or maybe it’s the voice in my head that gets quiet during the Munch Fest. Maybe that’s the voice I need to be more concerned about. That’s the voice I need to listen for. Encourage to speak up. The voice that needs to say no way—I’m not eating all my calories, and unhealthy ones at that—in one setting. I’m going to be good to my body. I’m worth it. The time in the gym makes me feel so healthy, so alive. Four servings of Munchos make me feel bloated, embarrassed, and lethargic…very anti-gym feelings.

Well, the Muncho Madness is behind me. I made that choice, but won’t let it dictate how the rest of the day will play out. Instead, I’m going to turn up the volume to the quiet voice. The one that tells me I’m worth it. I’m worth the extra effort. I’m worth the good feelings exercise and healthy eating bring.

Here’s to listening for the good in life!!