I woke up incredibly early this morning with a lot of thoughts running through my mind, memories of what it felt like beginning my health and wellness journey, and why quitting on myself is never the answer.
Eleven years ago (if my memory serves me correctly) my life greatly changed on Good Friday. This was the day that I had finally mustered enough courage to walk into one of the area’s local gyms seeking help for weight loss. The shame, embarrassment, and “fed up-ness” had taken its mental, emotional, and physical toll. Wearing baggy sweats, laughing off my weight gain, and yo-yo dieting was not cutting it. I needed accountability and more importantly a plan.
Little did I know, opening those gym doors would profoundly change my life. Who I was walking into the gym (sad, frumpy, overweight, and lost) wasn’t who I was when I return to my car. For the first time in my life, I felt heard, seen, and encouraged to make a lifestyle change that would stick.
I should add – I had been a fad dieter leading up to this day – shakes, bars, “fasting”, low carb, no bread, only bread, points counting, you name it!
In the twelve weeks that followed my initial evaluation – I lost 20 pounds, changed my entire eating style and habits, reconnected with myself, found my waistline, and began a quest for optimal health. I quickly learned that the accountability to show up to meet my coach was the easy part – the daily effort – trading my soft drink addiction in for h20, viewing food as fuel instead of comfort, and lastly, making myself a priority was something I’d need to get on board with ASAP for this to actually work.
As glamourous as I am making this sound, walking the aisles of the grocery store with a perfectly printed plan of what I could have felt restrictive at the time – coming from casseroles, heavy carbs, and processed foods. Earlier this week, I revised this plan as I saved a copy to refer back to often, I now see food freedom!
Walking into the gym, I had one goal in mind, to look better in my clothes and to never hear another comment on how big my ass had gotten – (true story, my grandmother not so quietly, commented on the increase of my ass in front of my ENTIRE family as I entered a party one time – humiliating and devastating!) Part of me never expected the weight to come off, stay off, or being a wellness journey beyond my wildest dreams.
My curiosity for health and wellness kept nagging at me and popping into my life in unexpected ways. A photography client introduced me to IIN (The Institute for Integrative Nutrition) which led me on the path to becoming a holistic health coach. I furthered my coaching training through Holistic MBA which is now Health Coach Institute, and also became a personal trainer. Definitely not the path I had even considered many years ago when studying photography.
The unexpected benefit to having such curiosity for health and wellness, learning about bio-individuality, and holistic health took center stage in my life last year (2020) when I began a health battle I never saw coming. I guess that is what happens for most of us, we never truly understand the importance of our health and wellness until we are hit with a potential life-altering challenge.
I will be forever grateful for that one specific Good Friday for changing my life in ways, I never ever expected!
And as for now, let’s just say, I am finding my way again. The majority of the weight that I had lost is still gone, my relationship with food is better than ever since transitioning to a plant-based lifestyle, and I am feeling courageous enough to workout and move my body consistently since working through my neurological challenge.
And as for now,
Let’s just say, I am finding my way again. The majority of the weight that I had lost is still gone, my relationship with food is better than ever since transitioning to a plant-based lifestyle, and I am feeling courageous enough to workout and move my body consistently since working through my neurological challenge.