I challenged my members today to post about a time that seemed bad at the time but now they see their power.
Most of my clients talked about how they see their past and what it offers them.
I love it.
We have women who have been abused, divorced, overweight, and more. They are choosing to write the story how THEY WANT to write it.
No story is written without you. So what story are you writing?
Here's one of mine.
My grandmother was always important to me - like mommy type important. I found a card the other day from her and she talked about me being a light in her life.
She passed away with pancreatic cancer October 21, 2005. It was a painful time and my family rallied to be with her 24 hours a day for her last months.
Often I had to work the night shift. Chris would drop me off at her house around 10pm and I would run home a few miles in the mornings just to get training done. I'd grab a nap and take care of Logan all day who was only 3.
This was a hard time. I was letting go of one of the most important people in my life. But I also was out of my comfort zone. The way I lost my weight was by meeting myself where I was but I didn't have to deal with everything being uprooted!
I had never successfully lost weight without regaining. My brain was asking, "what can you do to keep this weight off?"
It wasn't easy. There were so many times I wanted to eat the pain away. I wanted to go back to eating out because the routine was whack.
Losing 100 pounds was hard, but keeping it off in the face of one of the most stressful times in my life was challenging. I'd only been at my goal six months. Could I do it?
I just kept asking THE RIGHT QUESTION before I knew it was a thing! You know I follow Brooke and was certified at www.thelifecoachschool.com. She teaches right questions; right answers.
"What can you do to keep this weight off?" That was my right question.
My brain answered and it was keeping in some exercise and eating simple. I didn't want to numb out with food and lay around feeling worse. My Granny meant everything to me and I needed to cry, to talk to her all I could, to be present, and to feel the feels.
I didn't want to remember that time as when I regained all that weight.
And I didn't. I made a choice.
I chose to feel very hard things while doing the things that gave me more confidence that this is my new life. And my Granny was so proud of my weight loss. Always being overweight worried her so much. She said to me many times she wish my Paw Paw could see me healthy.
There wasn't a run I didn't damn near die from crying and trying to breathe. Most meals I knew would give me strength to help her go to the bathroom, give her meds, and do things she never wanted her grand baby to have to do.
When I look back on that time I remember so many good things. More good than just he hard parts. The hard parts were my lessons. And by staying engaged I remember the good times more.
We had long talks, I said good bye, and I ran one of my first half marathons six weeks later.
I learned I could be strong. I could feel the worst things in the world and they would just be feelings that would pass.
I didn't need to hide from pain. Pain would pass. The good memories would be with me. Feeling the pain led to feeling confidence.
We all get a chance to make what life offers mean anything we want. Doesn't mean it will always be easy but it can certainly be anything you want it to be.
I miss you Granny. Every day. Thank you for giving me my love of sport cars, showing me high heels make us look good, big boobs are awesome, it's OK to speak our minds, how to be strong, you don't have to be a hugger to love people, and that chicken livers should be a top five food!!!
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