Category Archives: Mental Health

The YouTube Video That’s Inspiring Millions to Get Up and Move!!

If you haven’t seen this video yet, please stop what you’re doing and give it a look. For anyone who has ever doubted their ability to make a difference with his/her body, this video is a true inspiration about what you can do when you put your mind to it and just go.

This one choked me up a little because I am such a believer in the power of believing in yourself and not allowing the external to effect your goals and dreams.

Just do it…eff the rest!


Women’s Fitness: What Drives You?

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.

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Fit Mommy: I’m the Best at Being Me

I used to spend a lot of time trying to please people. I wasn’t a “people pleaser” per se, but I certainly tried to cater to the feelings of others by being careful not to offend them with  my personal views and steering clear of any issues that could potentially cause static.

In other words, I always tried not to rock the boat for fear falling out of it altogether. However, with years of being stepped on and overlooked comes the realization that looking out for others doesn’t always mean they’re looking out for you.

It became clear to me that I wasn’t serving myself, or those I felt the need to shield from my self, by holding back the parts that make me who I am—especially since the majority of persons I granted this respect to often still felt the need to say and do whatever they damn well pleased whether it offended me or not.

I stopped being non-confrontational and decided if I don’t agree or like something, I will speak up and say so—respectfully of course—and make sure that people understand not to mistake my silence for weakness.

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