Fierce Fitness Friday
#VikingGirl
Week 1
So I guess this is where I am supposed to break down my personal experiences and share my testimony???
Well, here goes nothing...
- Got knocked up🤰🏼
- Gained weight🍔🍕🍟🌭🌮
- Delivered baby naturally🤱🏼
- Insert PPD😥
- Insert anxiety😬
- Loss of self esteem😔
- Loss of confidence😢
- Gain more weight😭
- Became sick🤢🤕
- Finally I said NO MORE!!!🚫🚫🚫
It is most important to note that if you are experiencing PPD please know you are not alone. I want to encourage you to immediately contact your doctor or call Postpartum Support International at
1.800.944.4773. I've linked their website below.
Link below:👇
Let me start off by saying I had been naturally thin my whole life. Never having issues with my weight growing up you can imagine my reaction to gaining over 60lbs after my 2nd pregnancy with my daughter. I had no idea another 40lbs were around the corner and in my near future. The truth was I had let myself go and hated myself for it. I became my own worst enemy. To the point I did not want to live anymore. Thankfully I broke down one day to my husband letting out all those dirty little thoughts and secrets. And thankfully he made it very clear NO MORE, I was going to get help.
After speaking with my doctor I began the long tedious process of digging my way out of the "dark whole" called PPD. Once I was somewhat back on track with a routine, including self care and physical activity I was able to create my game plan for my comeback or as I like to call it my...
#clapback👏🔙. I knew it was time for me to not only put in the work physically but also mentally.
After diving into the why's of life (with the help of a licensed therapist) I came to the conclusion that I had created an unrealistic expectation for myself since childhood of a constant need for perfection. Anything less would be considered failure in my eyes. Looking back no wonder I felt I was losing my mind. Let's be honest, you can only live in that fantasy for so long before you end up side stepping into that unexpected forever changing completely unpredictable reality of motherhood.
You see by losing myself in the dark webs of PPD, PTSD, never ending self judgement and anxiety, I had allowed myself to become a prisoner. But it was of my own making. Once I realized that I said "I made it, I'll change it! I began to listen to motivational speakers like Mel Robbins and Christine Hassler, read books like Candace Cameron Bure's Reshaping It All and Arianna Huffington's Thrive, I began meditating and writing again. Once I gave myself permission to not be perfect anymore I stopped fighting myself and my whole perception shifted.
Next I hired an amazing trainer (I went through a few bad apples at first) who really cared about me and my needs. I worked with her on a brand new custom healthy lifestyle plan including diet, exercise and daily self love affirmations. Overall it became my roadmap to finding myself again. This didn't happen over night. It was alot of sweat and tears. Alot of cursing and crying. Yes I said crying. I am not afraid to admit that. It is a journey, meant to break you, shape you and then ultimately define you.
I am currently somewhere between shaping and defining. And I am okay with that. I am right where I am supposed to be in this season of life. I know I still have alot to learn and today I am excited about it. My journey is far from over. My challenge moving forward is to never stop growing. To always be open minded and joyful. With pure intent. I challenge you ladies to do the same. Become fierce. Become fit. Become you. Believe in yourself, I do! Until next week...
Thankfully,
RMB
After speaking with my doctor I began the long tedious process of digging my way out of the "dark whole" called PPD. Once I was somewhat back on track with a routine, including self care and physical activity I was able to create my game plan for my comeback or as I like to call it my...
#clapback👏🔙. I knew it was time for me to not only put in the work physically but also mentally.
After diving into the why's of life (with the help of a licensed therapist) I came to the conclusion that I had created an unrealistic expectation for myself since childhood of a constant need for perfection. Anything less would be considered failure in my eyes. Looking back no wonder I felt I was losing my mind. Let's be honest, you can only live in that fantasy for so long before you end up side stepping into that unexpected forever changing completely unpredictable reality of motherhood.
You see by losing myself in the dark webs of PPD, PTSD, never ending self judgement and anxiety, I had allowed myself to become a prisoner. But it was of my own making. Once I realized that I said "I made it, I'll change it! I began to listen to motivational speakers like Mel Robbins and Christine Hassler, read books like Candace Cameron Bure's Reshaping It All and Arianna Huffington's Thrive, I began meditating and writing again. Once I gave myself permission to not be perfect anymore I stopped fighting myself and my whole perception shifted.
Next I hired an amazing trainer (I went through a few bad apples at first) who really cared about me and my needs. I worked with her on a brand new custom healthy lifestyle plan including diet, exercise and daily self love affirmations. Overall it became my roadmap to finding myself again. This didn't happen over night. It was alot of sweat and tears. Alot of cursing and crying. Yes I said crying. I am not afraid to admit that. It is a journey, meant to break you, shape you and then ultimately define you.
I am currently somewhere between shaping and defining. And I am okay with that. I am right where I am supposed to be in this season of life. I know I still have alot to learn and today I am excited about it. My journey is far from over. My challenge moving forward is to never stop growing. To always be open minded and joyful. With pure intent. I challenge you ladies to do the same. Become fierce. Become fit. Become you. Believe in yourself, I do! Until next week...
Thankfully,
RMB
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