Documenting my first face to face. To the left was the heaviest I’ve ever been (I want to say 235 or 240). I had lost some weight before starting WW so I can’t honestly say how much I weighed but I can definitely see the difference. The picture to the right was taken yesterday.
On days of struggle, I need to remember how far I’ve come. I still have a full journey ahead of me but I have come far. Pictures are more valuable than the mirror or the scale. #findingmyhappy#transformationinprogress#wwsisterhood#weightwatchers#mywwjourney
Running. I have done so much of it lately. Both literally and figuratively. This year, almost everything that I was sure of in life has changed. I ran from it all because that is the easiest way for me to cope. Today, I sat. Alone and quiet. I never allow myself to be vulnerable, however, I realize now it is critical for healing. Letting go is scary. Most importantly, I am learning my self worth isn't dependant on others. It is absolutely acceptable to cut ties with anyone who makes you feel you are less than. Everyone deserves happiness. Do whatever you have to in order to find it. Trust that God has a plan for you. I may not understand what He is doing now, but one day, I will. #trust#findingmyhappy#running#movingforward
Waaaaay to many scaccidents in the past 6 months.
Almost 35 pounds worth in fact 🙊
It's embarrassing to admit.
Winter is setting in, I need to get my butt back in to the gym...not hibernate on the couch.
Everyone is fine.
So thankful it wasn't worse.
My brother-in-law was driving and the red van ran a red light and was t-boned and then spun a 180 and hit the rig.
Currently waiting for the tow truck. We are being told it might be considered totaled.
Doesn't everybody just want to be loved?
You do realize you take that person in the mirror with you everywhere right?
Learning how to love yourself can be hard if you've never given yourself the chance. It's hard to accept something that you refused to accept for so long. But it isn't impossible. Not even close.
Be nice to your body. Stop saying mean things about it. Stop looking at it through crying eyes. Feed it the things it loves, the things it needs to survive + thrive. Stop saying you hate it. Stop saying you need to change this or that. Stop holding yourself to a different standard that is not your own. You are beautiful. You are strong. Know that. Know your worth.
Yes I still say that I'm working on my "body" sometimes. Sometimes I slip up and tell myself that I'm "still fat". Changing your mindset doesn't happen overnight. Especially when it's become such a habit that you don't realize you're doing it. But being aware can help to push you in the right direction.
I keep having to remind myself that I'm doing this for my HEALTH not just to "get skinny". I'm doing this for the rest of my life! Not just so I can have a "bikini ready body" by next summer.
The one thing that I regret? Waiting this long to care. I wish I cared 5 years ago. Or even 2 years ago. But I'm here. I'm working on me. Physically AND mentally. I'm learning my worth one day at a time. That's all that matters ❤
College is going great, I am on a road to my future career(s), and I have my beautiful children plus I know my guardian angel is watching over us but good lord am I exhausted just from trying to pull myself the hell together. I didn’t pass my mental eval for work so that I can be back on an ambulance, I haven’t worked full time in 4 months and then I’ve been working 2-3 jobs for 8 years so I feel as if I need to be doing more...like I’m not doing enough. I’ve never had anxiety or suffered from PTSD this badly. Therapy helps but all I want is my son back in my arms, not in heaven. I wake up to nightmares or night sweats. I feel like I’m seriously loosing it. Dami would want me to be happy and to love life through his spirit but lately that seems impossible. I laughed so hard for the first time in months a couple nights ago and that felt good, I’m letting my wall down, that feels even better, It’s impossible to not smile when the kiddos are around because they are so full of life and that just feels amazing, but I still feel off. Trying to feel alive when I’m still so scared to just live. I’m still so used to everything going wrong.
Today was leg day and they are on 🔥
Wanna know something though? You don't see results in one day. Or 2 days. Or a week! It takes time especially if (like me) there's years of damage from not taking care of yourself. Don't get frustrated (been there). Put 1 little foot in front of the other and keep going!
Has anybody else noticed that when you get really excited about something that it's always the people closest to you who seem to doubt you? Like I wasn't doubting myself enough to begin with right? Sometimes it's because they truly don't believe you can do it. Other times it's because they have no interest in what you're doing and can't understand why you enjoy it.
But I think most of the time it's because they wish they had something that got them that excited! Something that was always there. Something that they could run to when they're having a bad day. Someone who believes in them and everything that they do.
I get it! But you don't have to take it out on me. You can find something too! If only you would use the time you spend projecting your self doubt onto me, to actually search for something that interests YOU.
Everybody is different and I love that about this world. Don't stay miserable trying to keep others happy. Find your "thing". Run with it. Find your tribe. Be around others who enjoy the things that you enjoy. And don't let other people make you feel bad about finding what makes you happy. Because your happiness is important ❤
I've been struggling. The distance between James and I has been startlingly rough on him and I. Some moments I feel like I won't be able to make it from the bottom of the driveway without just faceplanting myself down onto the cold wet gravel and rolling into the pond. Other moments I realize how incredible life, and my friends, and James, and people, especially women, can be. But something that's consistent in me is that, no matter how much I think I've grown, or learned, or come to know, that life will always find a way to remind us that we must constantly challenge our own truth, and that our path to enlightenment and love is a never ending one. At times this knowledge feels freeing, at other times, it feels like a small space that I have no control of and that I'm trapped in. One of my downfalls is that I'm super prideful, but I'm learning to stop, and shut up, and listen, and be humble, and learn - and that I have people that will be kind and gentle to me as I do so. #findingmyhappy#whereami#whatamidoing#whatjusthappened#teamWTF#namastaywoke 😂
I wanted to, but I was scared.
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I knew I wanted more, but I didn't know how.
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I wanted to believe in myself, but it was always false belief.
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It was almost 2 years ago that I realized something needed to change. I was tired of accepting less of myself than I felt deep down inside that I was worth.
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I was struggling to find a smile as I cared for my 4 year old and my baby. I had accepted so little of myself for so long that I believed it was truly who I was.
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I decided to jump into a great new adventure where I would reach out, help others, and make some new life-long friends and strengthen old friendships.
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Something about getting out of my own head and focusing on helping lift, inspire, and build love and support for others has helped me to find my smile again.
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This is only ONE reason I am proud to say I am a coach, but more importantly, a friend who understands how life can make us feel and that YOU are not alone!
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How could coaching help you? I'm ready to help you find that smile and bounce in your walk again! 💗