It took a lot longer than I expected. I joined the gym nearly 2 years ago…and still have a way to go to “fit”. I have come a long way, though, and looking at the transformation, it still seems like a big accomplishment. There has never been anything fast or easy about it… Just steady, incremental progress.
When I think about how many choices I had to make the last two years that added up to this…. The good and the bad…. It’s a wonder I made it. I couldn’t of done it without encouragement of an amazing PT who helped me the movements, manage the progress, and probably most importantly… Have fun (or something close to it ) while doing it.
The mavens encouraged me too. I’m lucky to have such good girlfriends.
And Garth has been amazing. He’s been a cheerleader, but has also helped managing food, encouraging me to prioritize the gym… And listened to me go on and on about powerlifting.
But the truth is and I say this without an ounce of either shame or pride…. Mostly this was ME. Of course of course I couldn’t have done it without the support mentioned above …for sure. But I did the work. I made those choices.
Ok; so I take it back. I AM PROUD. Blessed and proud.