Hey i just had this revelation and felt like sharing since its such a weird sensation and i thought some of you could relate.
So ive been vigoriously working out for about the past two years and its become pretty much habitual at this point at first it was hell adjusting my body to the new lifestyle. My eating habits have changed also but recently ive kind of got this inclination that ive met some of the requirements of an anorexic. And the thought of that kept bulding as the weeks went on, but in my case labels for some consumer indoctrinated eating disorder seemed a little too Hypochondriacal for my taste.(Possibly do to my overly cynacle view on people and reality) So i pondered this and just a couple minutes ago i was working out and i finished up and thought about what i ate that day and then i had this urge to do push ups. And then it clicked. It wasnt an answer to my conundrum but a paradox. If I keep training myself and my body then ive mastered myself but if i put my hole soul into controlling my body then has my body controlled me. Ive spent a series of 4 years fighting insecurities. So to be interdependent but if i put spend my life learning to control my emotions, mind, and body then what have a really achieved?
I thought of an answer but i wanna see what you guys have to say maybe this topics little too deep but w/e maybe ill voice my opinion once you guys share yours
chao matt