So, you read these things, get all jacked up and go out in the world ready to kick some serious ass.
But what happens when you begin to loose that momentum? What do you do when you start to loose focus, and it becomes easier to stay inside, to curl up on the couch and watch a movie– when it’s FAR less attractive to get out there and DO something?
That was me. I’m going to be complete honest here. For the last 2 months, Mrskooylovesfitness has slowly become: Mrskooylovestheideaofworkingoutbutishavingahardtimebalancinglifetofullylovefitness.
There. I said it. That’s the first step, right? Isn’t what “they” always say? The first step to change is to admit there is a problem. And I do. It’s not like I’ve been in denial about it. If anything I’ve been downright depressed about it. If you look back in previous posts, it is obvious that my life took some pretty significant changes with regards to life events: first house, steps into career as a teacher, we recently bought a dog :)… etc. I’m not using those as excuses, they are facts. I guess what I’ve been struggling with is how to manage all the change, balance my time to ensure that I fit in EVERYTHING that I love so much!
What I’ve come to realize in the last week that I never really took into consideration is that I have a commute to and from work now. So– not only do I put in extra time in the classroom to DOMINATE as a teacher (and yes, I can confidently say that I work hard to kick ASS in that classroom) but I have about 2 hours (traffic pending) there and back to factor in for driving time!
“Steph. Puh-Leassseeee. 2 hours? you don’t even know how far I have to commute, you don’t have kids, blah blah blah”
I’m sorry. I love you, but I don’t care about other circumstances out there. For me– this adjustment as been hard, and consequently my fitness has been suffering. NOT COOL.
After having a chat with my dear friend DG, I got a little spark to light that fire back inside me that has been dwindling. Quite honestly, Thursday and Friday I worked the Sh*t out of my body. IT FELT FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC. Granted, I couldn’t move properly all weekend, but I’m so ready to kick it back into high gear tomorrow and for the rest of the week.
Sometimes it takes a conversation with someone you care about to help get that spark back when you’re struggling. Sometimes it’s hitting bottom and noticing something you’d rather not see in the mirror. For me– it wasn’t REALLY about hitting rock bottom. I’m a personal trainer. I know how to train my body, I KNOW what to eat, what not to– for me it was realizing that I’ve been taking a back seat to who I am.. and what I love. I was sitting back and watching other people dominate in life, and playing the “I wish” game.
WTF is that about?
I am NOT an “I wish” kind of woman. I’m an I WILL” woman.
So, I decided that I WILL get off my ass and start back into the routines that my body needs and my mind thrives off of.
F–U sideline Steph. You don’t belong out front, dictating the destructive direction of my fitness life.
I’m bringing back Mrskooylovesfitness, because it’s real and it’s what makes me the best version of me that I can be.
Expect more blogs from me.