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I have been trying to collect my thoughts and sort them out; my head was spinning with a bunch of words and emotions that didn’t make any sense. Exactly a week ago was my birthday, but not just any birthday, THE Birthday….I am officially in my thirties, y’all. People have asked, “how does it feel?” and while my initial response is, “great”, my internal thoughts were of a bipolar person. Am I happy, sad, or indifferent? It wasn’t until now that I realized I am thankful at 30.
Truth be told I never saw my life in my thirties. It was almost like I never expected to be here at 30 years old and by “here” I mean as the woman that I am today. Three years ago it was hard to imagine what happiness, confidence and self love was like. I never really understood that depression didn’t have to be permanent, confidence didn’t have to go in waves and I didn’t need someone’s approval to love myself.
The Gym gave me oxygen so that I could learn how to breath. It gave me the chance to save my life and be my own super hero. I didn’t need a man to save me from the internal hell I was creating and I didn’t need the support or the encouraging words that everything would be ok. I saved myself without using someone else’s back bone and I learned to love myself without someone telling me that they loved me back.
The Gym taught me strength, discipline and a new perspective on my body. I no longer hated what I saw when I looked in the mirror nor did I emphasized my thoughts on my “problem areas”. I began to look past the body fat and saw shape, definition, and new curves that I didn’t have before. The best part of it all was that I created this.
The Gym taught me self empowerment. I learned that I didn’t need to continue to be a prisoner within my skin and that I had the abilities to change my circumstances. I had the power to change my phsyqiue in any way I wanted; If I wanted bigger muscles then I could make it happen. If I wanted to slim down then shit, let’s get to work. If I wanted to throw all my physique plans in the trash and just lift shit for funzies then I did that too. I felt empowered to do what ever I wanted and I wish someone would have tried to stop me.
The Gym taught my patience and perseverance. Changes didn’t happen overnight and I experienced many frustrated days, weeks and months, but I kept going despite my negative thoughts and screw ups. After all the pity parties I attended, I still managed to make it out and reach my goals despite it all.
The Gym has been the greatest gift to my life as it has made me realize how special I am at thirty years old. I could sit here and think about all the things I thought I would have had at thirty like a husband, family, booming career and my own home or at least be very close to some of these things. I am not close to marriage, a child, owning my own home and in many ways I am just beginning my career. I could let all that break my heart but instead it just makes me smile.
Because of The Gym I realized I’ve been given a gift to create the life I want without any obligations to anyone or anything but myself. I am not a prisoner of my circumstance and with some patience, perserverance and a lot of self love, I am capable of creating the most amazing life ever imagined with or without a person by my side.
30th Birthday and Sisterly Love
I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to communicate what has been going on. Do I vlog and talk or do I just write? I did record like a 30 minute vlog that I started editing down but as I watched it I realized this wasn’t me. Well, it wasn’t my best. So here I am writing it all down and given you the update.
Since I got off stage my fitness lifestyle has felt like a rollercoaster and it all began with insecurities and comparing myself with other women; it actually started two weeks before stepping on stage. I did my best to ignore those stupid thoughts and managed my way through it but they stayed hidden in the back of my head.
After the show I was on a winning high but soon after I hit a plateau and those insecurities and comparisons started to come back. I fought my negative thoughts for weeks because I knew they weren’t true but it was still effecting me. I was allowing my weight define my progress and I began to focus on all the negatives of prep. From talking with my coach, we concluded my metabolism has slowed down (which happens from months of dieting) so the lack of movement wasn’t just me. This was relieving to hear but I still couldn’t shake the little bitch hanging out on my shoulder.
I decided not to pursue the second show that just took place because my body isn’t ready and it’s not worth sacrificing my health or my competitive future. I’ve been “off” prep the past week and a half and have been trying to reverse out of my diet. I would be lying if I said this was easy, but I am trying and working at it every day. My long-term plan is to compete in a California show in December. This gives me more than enough time to get my metabolism and hormones right where they need to be, put on some quality muscle and slowly cut at a higher caloric base and not end up in the position I am in today.
As far as my thoughts – it will always be constant work, but as I continue to grow I realize how human I am and how accepting I need to be of my demons. I’ve tried so hard to fight them and the more I fight the more I lose. I’ve put in a lot of work at understanding them and learning to recognize trouble, but there is a difference in coping and trying to erase a part of your personality. Now, I think it is time I accept who I am in every way and use those demons in my favor. It is time I see it as a personal challenge and use it to propel me forward in my goals. This is a new mindset I’ve started to develop over the last week and I’ve been trying to apply all of my strengths and weaknesses to my personal development.
I am determined to come back stronger in every sense of the word for this next show. I know it is not going to be easy and the rollercoaster isn’t over, but I also know it is going to be worth it.
Everyone struggles through their fitness journey. Everyone struggles to get to their goals. Everyone makes mistakes and falls off their plan. Everyone gets in a rut and a lot of people quit, but not you.
You are allowed to make your mistakes. You are allowed to question your strength and feel weak in your weakest moments. But you aren’t allowed to say, “I suck….I will never get there…maybe I am meant to be fat…”
Strength doesn’t come from being perfect; executing the perfect plan, having your body respond perfectly, be in the perfect motivated mood, getting in the perfect work out or having the stress-free perfect life. Your strength comes from acknowledging these imperfections and pushing pass them in efforts to overcome the old you. The old you may have been a quitter but this new you knows that she doesn’t get to quit.
Promise yourself that no matter how hard it gets you won’t ever quit. Promise yourself that even when it feels impossible you will find a way to pick yourself back up despite it taking days to do so. You owe it to yourself to never quit because on the other side of this journey is life so beautiful and fulfilling that you’ll never want to go back.