In high school, I was in Marching Band. I played flute and was on my feet most of the summer for practice. I had some killer calves back then from all the back pedaling. That was the most athletic I had been since junior high, because gym was not a requirement in high school at the time. I didn't play any "real sports", and I didn't have any intentions to. I wasn't out of shape, at least I didn't think I was. I thought I looked great, my 110-pound self in 2011. The reality of it was that I didn't have any muscle, I was just skinny. I ate everything. And I still do. There are no restrictions in my book, and there never will be. Now at 29, I am in the BEST shape of my life, because I do all the things. MEANING BALANCE. Turns out you can have your cake and eat it too.
What does it mean to be in shape?
Being consistent is key. Showing up is key. Say no to dieting. Diets don't work. You have to put in the work to get the results. When I first started exercising, I wasn't really feeling it, and I wasn't trying my hardest to make it work for me. Until I started showing up for myself every day, I saw minimal results. Exercise is not a one size fits all, but everyone can benefit from exercise in some way. Whether it's to get off medication, mood booster, lose weight, etc. The benefits never end.
The fact that I get to exercise and eat WHATEVER I want, is to me the best part. (I'll explain that another time).
Being kind to yourself. Plain and simple.
My husband has always thought I was attractive these last 9 years, but muscles, those things are sexy. And I love having them. Falling in love with my body all over again has become a challenge since having my son Elliott. And that's my current journey. Not to "bounce back", but to learn to relove myself, because I matter. And so do you. I'd love to be your go-to to help you learn to love yourself.
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