I hear it all the time…I have no time, I can’t afford it, I don’t have the willpower, or the one I love the most, I have kids.
Oh. My. Lord. So does the rest of the world; on every one of those actually!
I get it. I really do. This is one of the reasons that I prefer to work with people who want to learn how to live. Not everyone can afford a Personal Trainer three times a week and some people just really cannot find the time in their schedule, but that doesn’t mean there are no options at all. Listen, if you really wanted a pair of shoes that was sold out in the stores, are you just like, “Oh, darn. Really liked them. Pout.” or would you get on Amazon and Google and see if you could find them? Please, I have called friends in Colorado to go to a lululemon because they had the pants I wanted. If you want something you will make it work, in life, in relationships, in everything. You have just scared the living shit out of yourself with everyone else’s goals. When I start working with someone, we go over goals. If I don’t hear a “for me” I am quick to say that we may not be a good fit. I get wanting to have an ass like a celebrity or shoulders like an athlete, but if it’s a list of other people you want to look like or please, you aren’t even convinced that you what you want, so don’t even waste time trying to convince me. IT HAS GOT TO COME FROM THE INSIDE. Trust me, I know first hand.
When my priorities in life shifted from the stage to a family, I was fucked. I had no idea what I was doing. I didn’t even know how to handle Christmas. I was like “Why am I eating all of these cookies??” to which my husband responded “You haven’t done Christmas in so long, you’re making up for lost time”. Disclaimer, my pants want you to know that’s not the greatest idea but I had to learn for myself and actually to be a better coach. For the record, I plan on competing again, on my terms; with a look that I like so I actually enjoy it. I am an athlete and it’s what I love; it’s a part of me that will always be there. I, all of a sudden, had to focus on goals for MYSELF. One of my first goals were making sure that my body was healthy to be able to conceive. I had a goal to actually incorporate rest days (I am pretty open about the fact that this will be a lifetime goal because I am hardheaded). My goals were whatever made me happy.
TWO RULES: Never had to do with a scale or a size and never on anyone else’s terms.
I lived a life of distorted perfectionism. I thought I was striving to be perfect, when one “perfect” doesn’t exist and I had no fucking clue whose terms I was looking at. You have got to find that sweet spot; that goal that makes your heart skip a beat. Yes, I know this sounds very unicorns and rainbows but I am not kidding. Want to feel great naked? Want to feel like you can hang with your kids and not out of breath? Want to feel like a quarter can bounce off your ass? THEY ALL WORK. It’s your personal thing. You don’t need to tell anyone at all or you can tell the world. 95% of my clients prefer to crush goals on the DL, while the ones that want to shout it from the rooftops equally blow my mind. Whatever makes you happy. We spend most of our days pleasing everyone else and making sure everyone else is taken care of while we are running on empty. One of my favorite sayings is that you cannot give anyone a ride in a car with no gas.
Whatever your goals are and whatever you think your obstructions are, face them. Face your shit. There’s always alternatives. There are $10 gym memberships and at home workouts. Social media alone can provide all of your workouts. I post every single one of my pregnancy workouts on my Instagram and Facebook stories and 70% of the people who give me feedback aren’t pregnant! Lose the excuses; they’re baggage, dead weight. Keep it moving. Life is passing us by, and feet planted in fear quicksand is getting you nowhere and quick. Whatever your goals are, I am excited for you; I am excited for the success and results you never even fathomed. Every day, my clients total blow my mind, now its time for you to rock the boat and surprise yourself! Get it, girl!