Recovery is...
- Walking into the supermarket and coming out again with only the things that were on my shopping list.
- Not instantly thinking of an excuse to leave when a friend mentions ordering take-away.
- Eating a slice of birthday cake and feeling good that it's my birthday not horrible about the amount of fat and sugar.
- Going out for a meal with my boyfriend and focussing more on him than working out the calorie count of my dinner.
- Buying an item of food because I like the taste, even when it has five more calories than another option.
- Standing on the scales in the morning, seeing my reflection and feeling hideously fat, then going and eating a healthy breakfast.
- Having a bad day, eating a load of junk in one go, and then managing to eat more than a stick of celery the next day.
- Taking a biscuit when a friend offers me the packet and knowing I'll be able to stop after one or two.
- Going to the gym because I want to keep fit, rather than because I want to burn off a binge.
- Not having a load of wrappers hidden around my room because I'm scared people will spot them if I throw them in the bin.
- Eating a bar of chocolate, fretting about the calorie count and then managing to cook dinner.
- Going for a long walk and not having to worry that I'll faint on the way.
- Being scared that I'm fat and hideous, but not letting it stop me living my life.
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