I Am Not a Super-anything 

She is the same. Yet she is different.

She is not a super-anything. She doesn’t want to be. She doesn’t have the perfect body. She has cellulite. She has stretch marks. She has extra fat. She has a sweet tooth. She loves food more than she should.

She is not a super-anything. She’s a normal woman. She desires to be real. She is trying to get healthy. She doesn’t want the perfect body. She doesn’t want attention from others. She’s not trying to get skinny.

She is not a super-anything. She is her. She wants to encourage people that they can do something that is really hard. She wants to inspire through her own struggles. She desires to give others hope.

She is me.

I am the same girl as I used to be. I am still a mom. I love Jesus. I’m always singing. My favorite person is my hubby. I cry over the sadness in this world. I laugh a lot. I’m a goof ball. I value relationships.

Yet I am different. I know more about myself. I have confronted my weaknesses. I am a stronger person. I have grown in patience and perseverance. I have fallen and gotten back up. Time and time again.

I am the same. Yet I am different. I am not a super-anything. I am me.

Not Giving Up 

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Not giving up on things in life is really easy when they don’t require much of you. For instance, persevering and continuing to make reading a part of my life is not hard because I absolutely love doing it. It brings me tons of joy. I love learning. It’s a way I can relax. Yep, easy to not give up on my reading endeavors. 😂

I’m purposefully using a silly example, but this reality is true nonetheless. We are very tempted to give up on things when they are hard.

Foster adopting our sibling set of three has taught me so much about this. Before we ever got our kiddos, we had to make the decision that giving up was never an option. We made this commitment ahead of time because we knew it could get really, really hard. And it did.

But we made that commitment. No matter how hard it got. No matter how much it hurt. No matter how much it cost emotionally. No matter how much we lost. No matter how much was sacrificed. It wasn’t an option then and it’s not an option now. No matter how hard it still is. No matter how much it costs us emotionally. No matter how much we have to lose. No matter how much we must sacrifice.

Has it been easy? I think you already know the answer to that. Has not giving up been worth it? Absolutely.

All of this came to mind this morning as I was working on something new exercise-wise. And while it might seem weird to relate this to not giving up on my fitness journey, let me assure you that it’s really not. My hubby can attest to the fact that I have always hated the pain that exercising causes. The burning in my muscles. The burning in my lungs. The exhaustion. The hard work it takes. The perseverance. Ugh…hated it all and was quick to give up. While my hubby would push himself more every time we worked out, I would do just enough to get by without it challenging me too much.

And if I’m honest, isn’t that how I want all of life to be? Not too challenging?  More easy than hard? More simple than complicated? More full of play than work?

But that’s not how life is, is it? But the hard work is worth it. The not giving up is worth it. As I recently told my son, we have two choices when something is hard. We can give up, or we can keep trying over and over again. One road leads to complacency and the other one leads to growth.

Am I a perfect Mom? Nope. Do I always react the best way when my child is dealing with the impacts of trauma? No. Am I always patient with my children? I wish I could say I was. Sometimes I fail. Sometimes I have to ask my kid’s forgiveness. Does that mean I should throw the towel in and not continue to seek to love my children really well? Heck no! I get back up. Over and over and over and over again. Every single day.

I don’t doubt that foster-adopting has grown my ability to persevere in ways I needed desperately. In ways that have effected other areas of my life…even exercise.

When it comes to my fitness journey, I have learned that not being good at something right from the start is okay. I have learned that failing and not being able to do something is actually an opportunity for growth. I have learned that being a beginner is totally acceptable. I have learned that the hard work is worth it.

So, for the sake of keeping it real like I love to do, here is me trying a new yoga move today. The L shaped handstand. I tried it. I did it wrong. I tried it again. My legs slid down the wall. I tried it again. I could not get my body in an L shape. I just kept trying. Did I ever accomplish it? Not today. Will I keep trying? Definitely!


Where in your life would you like to continue to grow in perseverance?

lori

Your only Competition is Yourself 

I love this quote when I think about fitness and any results I see… “Your only competition is yourself.” It’s not about comparing myself with others or trying to have someone else’s body. But don’t we so often live that way? We see a woman whose hips are smaller and wonder why we can’t have those hips. We see how thin a woman is and wonder if we could ever get there. We spot a woman whose muscles are so defined and envy her. We see the woman in a bikini who has no cellulite and want to hate her.

These beachbody fitness groups I have been a part of since November have done so much internally to change my mindset. Today I can say that I feel confident in my own skin. Yes, I’ve now lost about 25 pounds and a lot of inches. But guess what? I still have some extra fat. I still have cellulite. And my hip bones are larger than some women, so I will never have tiny little hips.

My fitness journey is mine. It will look different than anyone else’s. And it’s not about how good I can get my body to look. It’s about being healthy and being okay and content with who I am…with the size of my body, the limitations of my body. It’s about pushing myself. Persevering. Growing as a person. Not giving up.

So when I think about the fact that my only competition is myself, these are the wrong questions to ask:

  1. Do I look as good as so-and-so?
  2. Are my results as good as hers?
  3. Do I now look as thin as she does?

Instead, I need to be asking myself:

  1. Did I push and try my hardest?
  2. How have I changed and grown these past 30 days?
  3. What differences do I feel or see in my own body?

Results. Differences. Changes. Growth.

Well, I just finished my last day of the current 30 day beachbody challenge group I was doing. I did two workout programs together…one was a weight lifting one and the other was a yoga/Pilates/cardio combo. And I am going to share my results with you in the hope that they will encourage you to step out and try something. Your results will be different, but you will see results nonetheless. And remember that your only competition is yourself…don’t give in to playing the comparison game.

I am honestly a better person for having gone through these challenge groups and being pushed beyond what I thought I could do. After these 30 days…

1. I am so much stronger

2. I have lost 5 pounds, even though I’m gaining muscle and it weighs more than fat.

3. My inches didn’t change much

4. My muscles are slowly getting more defined

5. My body shape has changed

6.  I can do one tricep push-up on my toes now!

7. Balance and flexibility have improved

8. I can do some burpees now!

9. I feel a lot more confident in my own skin

Three challenge groups ago, I never would have imagined I’d be where I am at today…internally and externally.

I would love to hear about your own health and fitness journey…both the struggles and the victories.

I’m just too busy. I can’t find the time. I have too much to do.

I’m just too busy. I can’t find the time. I have too much to do.

These are all phrases I have used in the past when talking about exercise. I am going to go out on a limb and guess that many of you have said these very same words. 🙂

I think I am now busier in life than I ever have been before…primarily because I am now an adoptive momma to three wonderful, yet highly needy kiddos. When they are home, I constantly have to be on. When they aren’t, I have things around the house I am doing for them, advocating for their needs, or therapy appointments I am taking my kids to.

So, it would be beyond easy for me to continue saying, “I’m just too busy. I can’t find the time. I have too much to do.” I know most of you can relate to that.

But no more. I have realized that as a mom I absolutely need self-care, and part of that self-care is taking care of my body. And who knew that in taking care of my body, I would also be caring for my mind and heart as well.

Since the middle of November, this has been my routine: I wake up every morning (with the exception of Sundays)…sometimes much earlier than this night owl would prefer…put my workout clothes on, drink some water, and push play! I do this because I realize that my health needs to be a priority…I can’t be too busy for my health.

Self-care! We all need more of it…

Comment and let me know if you want more information about the next Beachbody fitness group I am coaching, beginning on February 27th. As you all have heard me say, doing these groups, using these amazing workout programs, and drinking Shakeology has been the only thing I could find that actually worked! Life changing!

lori