I am strong.
I work to be the best woman, wife, mother and daughter that I can be.
I work hard to see results.
I push myself beyond my limits.
I set, reach and exceed fitness and health goals that I set for myself.
and NO I'm not bragging but I do find it difficult to see THIS girl sometimes...THIS woman I am TODAY but EVERY day I try to focus on how far I've come.
The little moments and achievements sometimes count the most on our journey...
As I am preparing my healthy foods, beginning my workout or run, I often remember THIS girl:
Look at me, I was trapped.
:sometimes this old me comes creeping in and distorts the STRONG me that I have become.
I was LAZY. I never worked out, ate very few foods that were actually GOOD for me.
I often think, how could I have let myself get so out of control? And then I stop and think...
WOW, maybe others feel this same way that I once did?
Maybe some feel stuck and not sure how to BEGIN their journey?
How can I help each of them?
How will I show them that it's all worth it...it's such a better life around the corner, if they could only see...
I sat down with a friend of mine that's looking to lose weight and get healthy. She works out HARD but can't get her foods quite on track. She's beautiful and you can see how badly she wants to CHANGE. As we were talking, I found it so difficult to SHOW her the answers...you'd think I would know the "secret" right? I kept trying to explain my "ah ha" moment...the moment where things clicked for me and I would never look back but I couldn't put it into words.
This was crazy to me, since I love to talk...I would talk to a wall if it would listen! Ha!
But I wanted to cry for her because she kept describing my same issues with food, the struggles, the binging followed by the guilt.
It all sounded TOO familiar but why couldn't I give her the solution?
Our stories, our lives so similar.
I felt like she was describing my former self so many times during our conversation but WHY couldn't I help her?
I listened to her. I gave her tools, recipes, things to do when she feels like munching or binging. I told her stories of how I used to be and she'd shake her head YES, that she's been there too. I wanted to give her a magic pill and all of a sudden it would all make sense. I couldn't sleep that night. I felt like I had let her down. I told her to call, email, text...anything she needed, I'd be there for SUPPORT, GUIDANCE, HELP...anything!
Have you ever found yourself at a loss for words when trying to help someone?
As I look back on our conversation, there's SO much more that could have been said. Ugh, I hate that...