I was raised up believing that the best example isn’t always the person shouting from the rooftops, but rather the one calmly—and in the most disciplined manner—going about her business, showing you how to successfully get a job done—actions > words.
That said, when you approach a plan of action—be it one of health or fitness (there is a difference)—you have to be aware of what your approach is going to be before you do anything.
For example, I began my journey towards health long before I considered becoming “fit”. I didn’t necessarily believe I could look anything like the International Fitness and Body Building (IFBB) Pros I saw on the covers of magazines, but I did feel I could correct the bad eating habits I’d latched onto over the years and change them for the better. And once I was able to do that, it dawned on me that I wanted to be more than just small, I wanted to be built!
I wanted great shoulders and awesome biceps.
I drooled at the sight of abs like some do at the sight of Ben & Jerry’s Ice Cream;
I wanted more for my body because I suddenly understood that more was possible. Prior to that I was constantly fed the negative stuff that so many women fall prey to:
You can never be thin again after you have babies.
Your metabolism will slow down after 30, why bother.
You’ll never be able to look like the women on the magazines, that’s impossible to do on a mom’s budget.
The list was endless. However, I was undeterred, I was going to try anyway—what did I have to lose?
The problem was, like many who embark on such a journey, there was no tangible place
for me to start. I wasn’t in a position to go to the gym anymore and a personal trainer was out of the question. Food wasn’t as much of a problem, but eating healthy while also learning how to use food as a tool for muscle-building and recovery was another animal altogether. And all those great recipes in the magazines were a great help—so long as you lived in a city with a Farmer’s Market on every corner and had a healthy budget to spend each week—I had neither.
So, I had to get creative and find out what worked for me, within my means. Once I did, I was able to make the adjustments necessary to set reachable goals and make my vision of a fitter me possible.
That was three-years ago and I’m happy to see I’ve done a pretty decent job of getting where I am now, all by myself.
The one thing that will always separate you from the person who fails to reach his/her own goal is motivation. Not everyone can sustain their drive over the long-haul—day in and day out, even when your emotional state is pushing you in another direction. It takes great strength, on a daily basis, to overcome the demons and make what feels impossible, possible.
For me, it’s no longer about the cover girl or the IFBB Pro, it’s about the feeling I get knowing I have a healthy body. The confidence and swagger I feel from that alone is unbelievable and it helps me to keep doing it no matter how hard it gets sometimes—and knowing I can always reach higher, get better, and be stronger is motivation enough to keep it interesting.
It’s not always going to be easy, but I promise you, you won’t regret the rewards.
What you’ll see and feel in return makes it all worth it.