I call it an adventure because it’s never ending. Being healthy, fit and strong to is now a way of life, but less then 12 months ago it wasn’t.
People say it takes something major to change your life, an illness, maybe a diagnosis, something someone says to you, something that changes your mindset. And I get this question a lot, “But what made you change Mollie?”
For years I was bullied, called the fat kid. The most hurtful thing was, I wasn’t even fat! I look back at photos from when I was in Primary School and High School and wonder why I listened to all those people. I let the words of people who weren’t important to me drown me, suffocate me, and eventually I believed them.
Life throws different experiences at you, tests your limits, and I know that life has tested me in many ways. Bad things happen, but these things aren’t the soul problem, they aren’t to blame for the unhealthy lifestyle choices that I made. Ultimately, they were my decisions.
But good things happen too. Like falling in love, marrying your love, having a baby. You get so caught up with life that you stop making time for yourself, you become comfortable in your skin, until you become uncomfortable.
And that what I was, well and truly comfortable, for the first time I felt loved by someone other then my family, my amazing husband loved me unconditionally. But I didn’t like what I saw in the mirror. I didn’t want to be in pictures with my family. I had an amazing husband, a beautiful baby daughter and I would avoid having photos taken at all costs.
It’s said you have to be sick and tired of being sick and tired to make a change.. I was sick, tired, overweight and unhappy with myself. I didn’t want my daughter growing up with that image. I want her to grow up with a mum who is in the pictures with her. I want her to grow up with a mum who runs around with her, but mostly I want to show her how to be healthy, strong, fit, and most of all I want to show her how to love herself.
I was over it, over been over-weight, over having no energy, no motivation, no self-love. The turning point, that light bulb moment was just after Christmas 2012, I was out shopping for clothes. Size 20 clothes.
After the shopping trip, I started researching different things. Exercise routines, eating/meal plans, anything weightless related because ultimately that’s what I wanted to do. Lose weight.
The hardest part was reaching out…
To admit that you are over weight, unhealthy, and unhappy with yourself takes a lot of courage, to admit that not only to yourself but to other people takes a huge amount of strength.
I reached out to my (step) sister, Jenna, who had been following a Paleo Diet, and doing CrossFit. Her excitement for me, her encouragement, made me want to keep pushing forward. So I did, I went along to watch a session at the CrossFit box where Jenna had been training for a while. I was amazed, no thats not the right word… I was in awe… All these different people – shapes, sizes, ages, fitness levels, all going balls to the wall –
There was this rush, this adrenaline, I couldn’t wait to try it…