I have a client that I love to death. He’s become so much a part of my life that I love to see him when he comes in and I get excited for his results. He hasn’t had an easy go at it. Weight doesn’t just drop off of him like it does others…I think some of us totally get this, right?? For a few months, I could tell his heart just wasn’t in it. Yet regardless, he came in four times a week and worked out because he knew ultimately that was the best thing for him. I was proud of him.
Then, just before reaching the anniversary of some hardships in his life a couple of months ago, I started to see the switch flip in his brain. It went from fatigue and hopeless to strong and determined. Whatever had happened, whether it be these anniversaries coming up, work, life, whatever, he suddenly came to the realization that he didn’t want to live the way he was anymore. He stopped drinking, stopped eating badly, and started running with me before his workouts. Continue reading
November 4th, 2004 changed my life. My father was in a car accident on his way home for lunch. It has been way too long since I have heard him laugh, heard his voice, or seen his smile. I saw pictures today and I felt like some of his features looked different to me…and I thought to myself, “Has it been so long that I am forgetting what he looked like?”
People used to tell me that I was exactly like my dad, and I didn’t see it.
Yet the older I get, the more I see it.
Here are ten things I think my dad would be surprised by: Continue reading
Well, today is the day that we begin the big No Sugar November and…………..
I already want candy.
I mean come on, yesterday was Halloween and my girls have buckets full of the best candy–Twix, Kit Kats, Butterfinger, M & M’s. Ladies and Gents, I know this game very well. We decide to do our best, give ourselves a date and then, when that day comes, our justifications proceed to rule out all devotion to getting healthy. OH. My. This was my life.
I remember one time driving past a 7-11 store and having to do a u-turn because I thought of the huge amounts of amazing candy and goods that were simply waiting in there for me to buy. I bought a snickers and a coke. Back then I didn’t even try to give myself limitations due to the constant concern that I would fail.
So, in a way, you can say that I have come to terms with failing. In order to do what I do, and know what I know, there was no other way but to allow failure as part of my world. What grew out of an acceptance of failure was the ability to adopt grace for myself and a perseverance and, in turn, an ability to succeed. Continue reading