MY STORY

Throwback to where it all started

IT DOESN’T REALLY MATTER WHO I USED TO BE.

ALL THAT MATTERS IS WHO I HAVE BECOME.

Sometime ago, I was living the dream….. well sort of, until I ended up breaking my ankle by slipping on a driveway in the rain!

After 3 operations, 2 screws, a plate and 5 pins later I developed a 10cm DVT. It was a tough time and I turned to food for comfort. I became anxious about going outside, especially in the rain and I lost a lot of confidence and through emotional eating the weight started to pile on. I went from a size 10 to bordering on 16 quicker than I would like to admit.

I had low self esteem, suffered from depression and anxiety, and as a result cameras, clothes and going out in public were all very nerve wracking for me. However, one fateful photo was posted online. It was innocent enough but I was swamped with embarrassment and shame, I thought to myself; “How could I let myself get to this point? “

My relationships, my health and my self esteem were all suffering at the hand of me not liking the way I looked. Enough was enough I wanted my life back.

So, I took a chance and explored this “Health” thing and made myself a priority!

After weight-loss shakes, fasting, challengers and gym visits I was making some progress. I would lose a bit, then put on a bit and the cycle continued. Eventually with perseverance I started seeing decent progress. But those last 10kg were difficult to shake. They clung to me and seemed heavier as I watched all those fit, strong, toned ladies at the gym. I wanted to be like them, but that was an impossible mission, seemed so far out of reach! Then the disappointment and depression would kick in and I would sink into discontentment and pity thinking; ‘Why am I even bothering?’ I then realised I needed to change my mindset. Comparing my own weight loss journey to others wasn’t bringing me closer to my goal, it was hindering it. I needed to focus on me, on my progress, TO JUST DO ME, one step at a time, one meal at a time, one workout at a time and be the best version of me every day.

Don’t get me wrong, it was hard and I would fall sometimes but I wasn’t prepared to go back to where I was.

It can be terrifying to give up something you have found comfort in for so long. It’s like stepping off a cliff and hoping someone will be there to catch you. But after every fall I would get back up. I wouldn’t focus on how hard or how far I had fallen back. I just focused on how I can get back up and keep going.

I want to help and support you as you take that first step. To be there at your first workout and to help you make changes to your nutrition at a rate you are comfortable with. Of course, the bigger the changes, the quicker the results.