Buy Walking VideosQuestion of the Week: 9/11
Five years ago, the World Trade Center crumbled to the ground in a rush of dusty fury.
Where were you five years ago?
Did you eat healthy and exercise that day?
What were you doing when you heard the news?
Did it affect the way you dealt with food?
What did you learn from that difficult time? What do you wish you had done better?
On September 11th, 2001, I had just started eating and exercising for my health. I hadn’t joined Weight Watchers, yet, but I did exercise regularly. Watching the World Trade Center get hit time after time on CNN was enough to send me into bingeing, though. Mike and I just sat in front of the television that night and watched the twin towers fall over and over again.
I wish I had learned to deal with emotions without food, but back then, I was still running to my addiction at every turn.
The Question of the Week is meant to be an Inner Workout for you. Find some time during the week and allow yourself to write the answers to the questions posted. You can write them on paper, on a word processor or here in the comments section. Whatever works for you as long as you do it.
Keep writing until you find out something about yourself that you didn’t know before. I’ve also heard that it works to keep writing until you cry, but that doesn’t really work for me. Whatever works for you. Just keep writing until it feels right.
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September 11th, 2006 at 12:59 pm
I had worked all night on my novel. I sleeping in and having nightmares. Someone’s TV was on. I was exercising but not formally at the time. I was just dancing to my fave tunes and not walking or doing fitness tapes or weights. I was very numb at the time.
September 11th, 2006 at 5:24 pm
I worked all night, came home to fall a sleep while watching the news. Watched the buring of the first tower and really didn’t understand what was going on until I seen the plane hit the second tower and hearing the plane fly low over Cleveland.
My phone began ringing off the hook from family and friends. I could not sleep the remainder of the day but went back into work that night.
I did not work out, matter of fact, I am sure I did not leave the house that day except to go back into work that night. I was truly sick and afraid for the safety of my friends, family, myself and the world.
What did make me binge days later was when I sent my then 13 year old son to the store. He was stopped by two police officers, thrown against the cop’s car, searched for no reason except that he was black, 6 ft tall and 240 pounds. The cops gave no reason for the search and let him go once they found out he was only 13.
Both these events hurt my heart dearly and both are remembered together with tears on September 11th.