Hi, weekenders.
Still suffering from anxiety.
I decided to treat myself to haircut and do eyebrows (for me that kind of care for myself means something like swinging for the seats). And I thought I was going to have a panic attack right there, in a hair salon. I managed to gather myself up, but it's just .... I don't know ...
Originally Posted by
trachemys 
Miss Blue, when you step in the ring does any of this cross your mind?
In battle, there is one thing to do: conquer yourself. If you conquer yourself, no one, nothing can stand against you.
Life is a battle. Anyone that denies that has protectors.
Trach. This is an awesome post.
And that is exactly what I keep asking myself: why I am not anxious when I am in the ring?
And you've got it right. I am on my own there. No one cares how many debts I have and other stuff like that. There is only me and my guts, and how much I can endure. My trainer sees real me, other guys see real me. I feel real me.
Speaking of boxing, today I went to a grocery shop to buy some "non-fitness" food and bumped into my boxing trainer who was also buying some "non-boxing" food))) He said that he didn't recognize me in regular clothes and that I look great.
Anyway, this anxiety is really getting to me.
And this week
I am supposed to schedule meetings with some people to discuss the project and I am completely terrified about that.
Yes, life is a battle.
I am too lazy today to come up with my own definition of resilience, so I will plagiarize a little bit "When you think you can't , you have to do it anyway".
Have a great Sunday, weekenders.