For so long I’ve been guilty of using exercise as a way of coping with anxiety over food. I would use it to cope with a hard day instead of facing my emotions and praying through them. I would cope with eating food by doing more exercise. I wouldn’t want to eat dinner until I had exercised. I didn’t think I deserved to be hungry if I hadn’t exercised before dinner. Tonight I had pizza with my family. And I wanted to exercise beforehand. I wanted to be frustrated about not exercising before dinner.
It is not worth it.
It’s not worth the worry.