“I fell off the wagon” What? No you didn’t. There’s no ducking wagon. And even if there was, you sure as sh*t didn’t fall off. Do you know how many times I lost 20-30lbs and then put it all back on? How about the amount of many times while trying to recover from my eating disorder I had a binge episode. The times after indulging on the weekend would be followed by “eating clean” during the week to make up for the damage, because THAT’S a good idea isn’t it? Oh and what about when I thought I’d accepted that my belly rolls in downward dog didn’t bother me, but in fact, they did and I had to yet again try and work on the relationship I have with my body. So sure, I could sit there and say that when these things happened I fell of the wagon. I could have my pity party and blame the wagon for everything that’s going wrong. I could stay in that headspace for months and do plenty more damage. Or.... I could get up, focus on what I can control and keep fu*king going. Watch out world, this make believe wagon bullsh*t is actually a choo-choo steam train and we aren’t stopping anytime soon. Choooo-choooooo 🚂 ✌🏼 #dunnebells #felloffthewagon #holidayreminders #dietculturesucks #2022planner #bigyearahead #nowagon #thereisnowagon #keepgoingstrong (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CX70SvmlF3A/?utm_medium=tumblr
