Transformation Tuesday. It’s been a long time since I’ve taken “after” photos… because this whole process has been so much more to me than my outward physical appearance.
Before – I had no idea that starting a workout program would change me SO MUCH. After – happy, healthy and growing and learning.
After my youngest was born, while we were still in the hospital, I had a scare that led us to think I was having a mini-stroke. While it wasn’t a stroke (but rather a migraine aura), I did find out that I have an aneurysm in my brain that I need to watch for the rest of my life.
Throw on top of that, the fact that my dad had a massive stroke at the age of 50 and I have a genetic mutation that makes my blood clot very easily – and you have a recipe for a woman who is REALLY AFRAID of leaving her babies without a mom.
I lost all of the baby weight after my second child – but I didn’t stick with the healthy habits – and then the scale began to creep back up.
It was 2012. I knew I needed to treat my body better. I knew I needed to treat it like the gift from God that it is. To honor my children and husband by being not only healthy, but happy and present and content in knowing if a stroke were to ever hit – if I made it out of that brain attack, my body would be in its best shape to fight back and gain what I had lost.
So you see me, talking about eating healthy and getting those workouts in and you might think – “that’s a lot of work to get in smaller jeans” or “but you don’t have any weight left to lose, why are you pushing so hard?”
It’s not that at all. It’s about knowing I’m taking the steps to ensure that I’m around and healthy for as long as God sees it fit for me to be here. It’s not my jean size or my waist line. It’s having strong legs and arms that might have to compensate for one side of my body being paralyzed. It’s for keeping my blood pressure low and my heart healthy. It’s for my babies and my husband. My family and my friends. It’s for me. On the inside.
This is my Throwback Thursday. From unhealthy and harried – to balanced and fit – and happy!
While checking in on my 5 Day Clean Eating and my May “Yo Mama’s So Fit” groups tonight, it really HIT me that I’m helping people CHANGE THEIR LIVES. Not just people – but friends, family and people who have become friends and family through my groups. Sometimes, I can hardly believe it’s me doing this – since I know, all too well, where I used to be.
Back in 2012, I was 158 lbs. I’d lost a good amount of the baby weight I had packed on – I was 245 lbs BOTH delivery days – but the scale was starting to creep up. My body always seemed to like that 180 pound mark and I could see the scale headed that way – AGAIN. I had HORRID eating habits. I saw “dieting” as a means to an end. Eat low calorie > lose the weight > go back to your old habits. I didn’t understand the effect bad food was having on my energy, my skin, my mind.
This is my #throwbackthursday. I share a lot here about my workouts, my healthy choices, my team of awesome coaches and my amazing group members – but what I don’t talk a lot about is the change I had to go through FIRST, in order to get here. I transformed my health and fitness by educating myself about PROPER nutrition, finding others to hold me accountable to my goals (challenge groups work!!) and finding workouts that inspired, challenged and CHANGED me.
Now I get the chance to pay it forward and help other women experience the same freedom I have found.
Spring is here. Summer is JUST around the corner. I know many of you have been curious about my next group, so here it is!!
My first ever, “FITTING it all in” group will kick off June 1.
Do you want balance? Fitness? Healthy habits? NOT JUST working out – but finding that time for YOU? Your kids? Your husband/sweetheart? You hobbies that you enjoy? ALL while building healthy habits?
Please drop your email below or email firstname.lastname@example.org and I will reach out and we can just TALK about what it is that you want from this life and your body!
One of my darkest days, was Mother’s Day, 12 years ago.
Once upon a time, I thought I was never going to be a mom – Doomed to have miscarriage after miscarriage. In fact, it was Mother’s Day 2003 when I was convinced I was having yet another miscarriage. I’d already had 3. I wasn’t a mom. I was pregnant and scared and experiencing the symptoms of miscarriage that I’d had many times before.
I was ANGRY. I hated pregnant women. I was envious of my friends who were moms. I was consumed with my anger and frustration at my body, which seemed to betray me after ever positive pregnancy test.
Despite my symptoms, that Mother’s Day did NOT end in a miscarriage. My physician rushed me in to his office on Monday morning to do an ultrasound and lo and behold, we had a heartbeat. That heartbeat belongs to my oldest. My fighter. My kindhearted Connor.
Fast forward to 2008, when this photo was taken. We didn’t stop having miscarriages. We had more after we were blessed with Connor – and then this little guy was a total surprise. I thought we were going to be a family of 3… and I was happy with that life… and then Mr. Harrison stuck. Another fighter. Another little boy. A hilarious and sweet little man. Another blessing in the revolving door of positive pregnancy tests, loss of pregnancy symptoms and crushing grief.
Why am I sharing this? This is a health & fitness page, right? Yes. Yes it is. It’s also a place for me to share my struggles and victories in the hopes that they will help and inspire others – and the struggle of becoming a mom is definitely a BIG part of my strength today.
So to all of the mamas out there – and those who hold that dream of being a mom one day. You are not alone. Happy Mother’s Day.