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#MicroBlog : A Self-Love Theory

I've always been a giver. Always obliging to the needs and desires of others, while thinking of myself last. At least that's what it looks like from an outsiders perspective. But something I always like to share with those that care enough to listen is that self-love has many different faces depending on who you're speaking to. For me an act of self love involved not* skipping my workout; it involves taking good care of myself by being mindful of my dietary habits and ultimately my health. From my perspective that often looks like ingesting a green smoothie that is my personal favourite life-hack to consuming more raw green superfoods, fruits, nuts and seeds that are all very useful things for digestive health and a high energy lifestyle. That being said however, if you speak to some of my family members for example, indulging in a piece of chocolate cake is their act of self-love. From their perspective, it is because they love themselves that they do not want to deprive themselves of the pleasure of eating a decadent dessert. I find that very interesting because in my personal experience eating foods that are not good for you often makes you feel bad afterwards and I don't only mean psychologically, but also physically lethargic and low-energy due to sugar crashes along other things. Many people know what to picture right after January 1st when they go to any gym, it is jam-packed, you will find yourself waiting in line for all of your favourite things and it's often frustrating for those that go regularly all year. I have been. Perhaps Thats the reason why the gyms are so busy early in the time of year and often go back to normal in a few months, because of the way that people practice self-love. When it comes to diets, Short-term self love does include eating whatever you want whenever you want, however much you want it. However long-term eating involves consuming what your body needs in order to feel good in the long-term. It's more of a lifestyle commitment, kind of like promising yourself to always eat as if you're ready to do a really good work out or run for your life without cramping or being too bloated to move. When something is terrible for your health, but you continue to justify consuming it, like meth, it's considered an addiction. Why is it that when we use the same description for junk food, the word "addiction" becomes controversial? Is it because the addiction is so far spread that the junkies in us refuse to accept the reality for what it is? Or is it because our terrible dietary habits are fuelling a multi-billion dollar system that relies on our dependence, our poor health and our weaknesses... penny for your thoughts in the comment section! I just did miracle morning routine of a 5am run, followed by some yoga, a nice shower and some meditation. It's been a while, and I've missed you. I've been procrastinating on this blog because My posts have been so long and elaborate. Micro-blogging is the way of the future of this blog! Cheers! And thanks for reading.

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