Having been through my own personal physical transformation has really defined who I am today. If it weren’t for the struggles and hurdles I was forced to face, I wouldn’t have the privilege of helping other women see and develop their own true potential and optimal selves.
When someone decides that they have reached the breaking point with regard to their body image – that moment when they decide this is the limit, some plan of action is usually quick to follow. Often the plan comes when we are at the height of frustration. Usually the plan includes some or all of the following: the detox, cleanse, 21 day juicing, lifting weights, the spin classes or the weekly boot camps usually become the areas of focus for the next few months. The cupboards get cleaned, the junk food tossed and the social calendar gets put on hold. Sound familiar??
But what about the daily encounters with the scale, or as I like to call it: the “kill-my-mood-machine?” Our initial new focus, which was a healthy one, may easily be taken over by the number on the scale and may even become an obsession. “I will not give up.” “I will not stop until the number says x etc., etc.” I have encountered much of this behaviour first-hand, and sadly when I started on my own journey, I too was guilty of the same focus.
Here’s how the shift changed from scale-focus to more life-focus. Let’s start with the gym. My training sessions which started off as a means to an end – my ticket to “skinny” – were completed with little thought and as quickly as possible so I could run home and tick it off the list. I was just one workout closer to the new me. Now, however, after more than 6 years on my health and wellness path, I have realised that training is one of the most enjoyable parts of my day. I no longer look at it as thing on the list, but more like a special hour where I dedicate movement, flexibility, agility, strength and power to the body. Wow. Who doesn’t deserve that? I also realised that when I stopped to look around, I was surrounded by people with similar stories and goals, all getting their daily dose of endorphins right alongside me. Conversations were had, tips were shared, and the gym not only became a place to create my new body temple, but also a place for social encounters.
What good is it to be in size 4 skinny jeans if I wasn’t happy and my hair, skin, nails and sex drive were more than dead? Once again, listening to my body and the messages it was giving me, made me wake up and smell the coffee, or in my case the food! I decided to not overly restrict myself, nor go back to my former ways of daily pasta bowls and hunks of cheese. Rather, my success and sustainability over the past 6 years have been thanks to moderation, balance and enjoying every moment along the way.
My version of moderation is now 1 glass of red wine with my family on the weekends instead of 1 bottle. I enjoy vacations without scales, family gatherings for the people, not the food, and ice cream with my daughter on a warm summer day – not a whole liter alone at midnight by the open freezer door. I have learned to love my life, my progress and most importantly my journey. I hope you can start to write your own rules to your journey and celebrate your success along your path.