Aptly named, this post is the beginning of a life long journey that started a year ago. A journey that will undoubtedly transform my life forever. My morning sunrise.
What must be understood is that this journey is not for the faint of heart. I’ve fought and struggled for the last year just to be able to reach this point.
This is my journey to fitness and health.
I know, I know you’ve heard this story a cazillion times!! ‘Stopped eating McDonalds and drinking soda, discovered that water can be drunk, went to the gym and after losing 100 pounds, showed the starkly different before and after photos.’ Not belittling anyone’s journey, because those changes and results take a mind boggling amount of determination and commitment that God knows, probably only my eggs have. But that is not my story.
Not the ‘Beauty and the Beast’ fairy tale as with some, my journey is a little different, more like ‘Madagascar’ kind of craziness!!! The interesting thing is, I’m taking you on this journey with me as I do it. Only God knows where I’ll end up!!!! I just hope that as I discover and share, you discover and share too. And as I grow and share, you grow and share too!! Knowledge is power people. Share the love! Let me introduce you to my journey, a place of shooting stars and miraculous wonders… a joke… more like a place of sweat and tears, fantastic learning and ‘newish’ discoveries. 🙂
Health for me always came easy because that’s just how I was raised. Fitness, … well fitness on the other hand …ERROR!! I thought it was easy for me but only in the structure of my routine. When structure changed and old habits were severed, I found myself sinking in an ocean of doubt, shock and disbelief.
Healthy living was just normal living for me. That’s just how mum and dad taught me. However, I found myself being side tracked while on my own in Jamaica at University. The temptations became bad choices, and though they fortunately didn’t develop into habits, they were more than occasional indulgences. Food was my comfort, especially the worst types.
As an always active person and dare I say, a college athlete, exercise was part of my regular routine. From volleyball practice to football training, I attended the mandatory sessions and did well health wise and weight wise, or so i thought. It was only a month into my most recent position in the food industry, a role in which I am constantly surrounded by all the ‘bad’ foods, that reality hit in hard. The sag and rolls started to become even more apparent and the ‘easy to take off at the beginning of the season’ weight became too permanent. Let’s be real here, that was more likely due to the previous year of no exercise than 1 or 2 months of a little indulgence. But after a month of gym, arriving home most nights at 9pm or later and an inability to get to my precious sewing, I knew this could no longer continue. Something had to change and change drastically!!
In my next post I’ll be sharing how I survived what felt like a circumcision of my mind and how I fought for my sanity.