Tomorrow will be one year that I have been actively trying to make myself better. It’s been a long year but one that I would not trade for the world. I never thought that I would be able to say that I worked for a full year on myself, for myself. It’s probably silly to celebrate these days but it helps me to stay in control. It puts everything that I have worked for into perspective and reminds me that things have changed for the better. I may have strayed throughout the year, but I always came back. Explaining how different I feel now compared to a year ago is always rough. I was tired. I hurt. I felt defeated. I was sad. Sometimes depressed. I felt sorry for myself and felt like there was no way out. I ignored many things and always seemed to make excuses. “I’ll start tomorrow…I’ll care about it tomorrow…It’s too late…I’ll never be able to change.” Yes, my habits were bad and they weren’t changing anytime soon. I’m glad I got myself together and at least made a small dent in this new way of thinking and new way of moving. I absolutely feel that the gym has added so much to my life. It’s my second home. As I write this, I can feel how much this has changed my life. I feel comfortable there and I push myself there more than anywhere. I don’t think I really had a day there where I felt like I didn’t belong except maybe a couple where I hit a mental wall. I got over it pretty quickly, though.
How is it that a year is passed, yet, I feel like it was yesterday that I walked into Plyofit. Honestly, I didn’t think I would stick with it or even could stick with it. This just wasn’t my scene. I figured I’d give it a try, realize it’s too hard, and give up. Things were actually touch and go there for a minute, as I had gotten sick just a couple of weeks into exercising. I got hit with bronchitis and was out a couple of weeks. I’m glad Carlos kept up with me and encouraged me to come back when I got better. I know this helped me in deciding whether or not I could handle this. His encouragement was key. Along with everyone single one of the new friends I met along the way. Encouragement from them and my hubby kept me going.
Now, looking back is great. It helps to appreciate how you got here but I want to look forward. I have so many goals that I want to reach that I am going to attack them head on. I realize that the only one who can stop me or get in my way, is me. I will not sabotage myself. I will continue my journey with even more confidence and perseverance than this last year. I owe it to myself to be the best version of me. The best version of me pushes herself, believes in herself, and will continue to work on herself.