Down to the Nitty Gritty

So The Art of Balance brought up my struggle to find balance in my life, which I don’t often discuss. It’s much easier for me (and a lot of other people, I’m assuming) to discuss my physical transformations and health than it is to open up and delve into the issues we face regarding mental health and transformations. It can be a little bit intimidating to post pictures of myself along my physical fitness journey, but I know that someone somewhere might see that picture and think I can do it too. So why on Earth have I not been sharing my mental fitness journey? I am a life-long learner. I strongly believe that you learn something new every day and that everything happens for a reason, so why not share some of the learning and growing that I’m doing emotionally?

One of my absolute favorite parts of being a Beachbody coach is that they encourage daily personal development. Prior to joining as a coach, I wouldn’t have touched a self-growth or development book with a ten foot pole. Now I have a list of 10 different ones I can’t wait to buy and read. Beachbody as a company is incredibly focused on helping people transform their bodies and their minds. Fitness absolutely cannot be physical alone. You have to be dedicated, exercise will power, and use the power of positive thinking to keep yourself fighting all day, every day. One element that Beachbody offers is a weekly call that coaches can link in to for different tips and stories to help you in your journey as a coach and a business owner. As I listened to last week’s call, however, it hit me on a totally different level. Lindsay Mataway’s call took my experiences over the last few months and flipped them over, made me re-examine every struggle I’ve had, and lit a fire under my tush like you wouldn’t believe.

Let’s start here: One of Lindsay’s greatest messages was that we need to change our mindset. When we walk around as victims to our lives, we find ourselves thinking “Why is this happening to me?” or “What are people going to think of me?” but we need to re-evaluate and start asking ourselves “Who can this help?” One of Lindsay’s quotes said something about discovering that somehow, the things that happen to you actually happened for youLet me just share with you–March was a horrible month for me. It was cold, rainy, and windy, which put me in a terrible mood every day. I felt like I was failing both in my work as a fitness teacher and as a coach. I was hurting as a wife, because I knew my sadness and frustrations were worrying Kelly. We found a dream house that we can’t afford because the rent was listed incorrectly online. I trudged through every day, struggling to find a bright side to anything, much less to the tougher situations I found myself in. And I spent a lot of time whining, complaining, being upset, feeling depressed. I let myself believe that March was just going to be a horrible month, and that maybe, hopefully, April would be better. Luckily for me, this call came along and I immediately stopped to do a double-check on my own life experiences over the last month. Who was I helping by just letting myself lie on the ground in a heap instead of dusting myself off and jumping back in the saddle? NO ONE! Each and every one of the situations I was struggling through is something that someone could relate to, connect with, and learn from.

Now, I’m not saying that I shouldn’t have felt down during those times. Feeling shattered is ok. The big lesson is that when you’re feeling shattered, there’s an opportunity there to use your experience to connect with other people and to potentially help someone through their own shattered moments. That’s 90% of the reason I started this blog. I saw other milso’s struggling in their relationships and I knew from my own experience that there are a lot of naysayers who would be telling those young men and women that they can’t do it when I am living proof that they can do it. And I knew that if I opened up and shared my story, maybe someone would read it and feel relief that they were not alone. I took my trials and I asked myself two questions:

  1. What is this here to teach me?
  2. How can I use that to help other people?

One of my biggest challenges for this year is to get my mental health on board with my physical health. I have always struggled with anxieties and perfectionism. 2015 is my year to squash those traits and replace them with confidence and grace. I am going to dive head-first into personal development, and I’m going to find every possible moment to stay in a state of growth. More importantly, as I grow, I want to share my journey with you. I want to make sure everyone who reads this blog (my Facebook, my Instagram, who meets me in person) knows that I’m still learning and growing and that I would love, love, love for y’all to join me on that journey. If something is keeping me down, I’m going to push past it, find the lesson, and share that lesson with the world. Maybe, just maybe, someone will need my message and my story the way I needed Lindsay’s.

I started my mental health journey yesterday by conquering my fears metaphorically and realistically. After re-injuring my ankle, I finally bit the bullet and went to the doctor to have it checked out, despite my terror that I would be told I can’t run anymore (Good news, I can run! Just not for the next week). When I got home, I wrote out a list of things holding me back and I burned that sucker up. Sayonara to [failure, insecurity, self-doubt, disappointing myself, & perfectionism]. Ain’t nobody got time for that!

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