Today was a tough morning. I’ve always been relatively fit. Living in New York City I was consistently walking everywhere, riding my Citibike and running 5- Miles/5-Days a week. I was constantly moving and weight (for the most part) stayed off. •
Fast forward to now, I’ve let my healthy lifestyle slip after moving to London. The “relationship” pounds started to creep on... 1-pound, 2-pounds, 5-pounds, 15-pounds and more. It’s as if I woke up one morning and nothing fit. I traded my skinny jeans and tight T’s for black leggings and bulky sweaters. The turning moment was wedding dress shopping. There’s nothing more unflattering than seeing your “bigger” self all in white! It was that moment I decided NO MORE! •
I started researching and (thanks to my mom’s recommendations,) I started a ketogenic lifestyle. This jumpstarted my transformation with 17-lbs down in 2.5 months. Next - my workouts! I decided on joining a personal training gym. I didn’t think it would be this hard. On my way to my 3rd session this morning (feeling like a wounded seal) I started to well-up inside. I was in pain, but the pain was also fear and anxiety. Could I do this!? Could I go through another hour and push myself, huffing and puffing along the way? A voice inside my head said “work through the pain Melissa!” Tears streamed down my face as I got closer to the gym, part fear, part determination to get strong again (not just physically but mentally too!) I went in, did the workout (and ironically)felt stronger and happier.
Fear keeps us back in life. It stops us from reaching our goals. I won a battle today. Will there be more battles ahead? Of course, but today was a victory for me!