Joy audiobook
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US West Coast - California, Portland)Transcript
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I went for a run because I had eaten a small, organic dark chocolate cookie the day before, and I felt I had to punish myself. It was habitual for me to punish myself. Extraneous Calor Compensation cardio. Whenever I felt guilty for enjoying life by eating tasty foods, when I placed first in a fitness competition, my fitness goals went up a notch. Winning the competition was one thing, but people complimenting me on my extra lean body pressured me to stay that way. I couldn't allow myself to look bigger again, and bigger really meant not seeing my define ab muscles. It was a Sunday afternoon just after midday, when I went for that run cresting the Hill Park. I came across a family outing. The adults were talking and laughing. Kids were playing with a ball, had bagels and cakes and sodas and fried foods set around an improvised table. Family members were all overweight, summer, even obese, out of press. From the incline of the hill, my body slowed, but my thoughts sped up. Look at them. These people should be ashamed of themselves off fat, and they come to park. Just eat more fatty food it should be exercising, restricting their diets. How irresponsible thes judgments were quickly succeeded by a stream of thoughts that spring up in my mind, one after another, like weeds. I don't like having to run. Why did I eat that cookie? I wish I had friends and family to be with. Right now. My knee hurts. Brace isn't really helping. It's too hard. I don't like sweating this way. Messes up my hair. What am I gonna eat for dinner? There is nothing delicious to look forward to. I am sick of eating chicken and broccoli, but I have to. I won't be like thes overweight people goofing off in the park in a state of mind. I continued to run, have worked endlessly to maintain the external appearance of health. But no one would have wanted to look like me if they knew the toxic mindset and true unhappiness that came with the abdominal six pack. My lifestyle lacked life. My body was tired and my mind had no clue. It was causing. It's own suffering, and my heart wasn't there at all. I had died after that uphill run. My last wish would have been to trade places with those happy out of shape people in the park. They were close to what life is all about. Love and kindness, even in overweight body surrounded by cakes and burgers. We focus so much on the pursuit of physical mental health that we take our daily vitamins eat healthy exercise. Lee. Well, do our jobs to fill a sense of security and purpose. We search for comfort in romantic love and travel for fun. We strive for happiness for the most part by engaging in pleasurable activities sex, food, friendships, future plans We cultivate these habits keep ourselves on a healthy track. I did so for years. Although deep in my heart I doubted it was truly the path to achieve a healthy life as a human being. These UN examined have it seemed more like self preservation.