I’m incredibly blessed in this aspect. First of all, there is my husband. Ross works out with me at the gym most days. He shows me how to do my weight training and is the most handsome spotter. We encourage each other to go workout and eat right. Not only that, he shows he’s proud that I workout. It’s motivating to see he likes that I don’t wimp out about stuff and want to try new exercises. I think that me lifting weights with him is attractive to him so that adds another aspect of motivation. Not everyone is going to agree with that, I know. But it’s how I feel and it helps me be better at working out. Having Ross there at the gym with me also makes it more fun. We experiment with new techniques together, show each other new workouts we’ve found. We’re definitely one of those couples who do everything together and adding fitness to our relationship has made things even better.
Secondly, I have my brother. Though he lives in Colombia and we’re thousands of miles apart we write to each other about our fitness journeys at least once a week and encourage each other. Like ross and I, My brother and his wife are working out together. Funny thing is he wrote saying he joined a gym the same week I did. We are always on the same wavelength no matter how far apart we are. Like twins with esp. Lol. It’s great seeing how working out is improving his quality of life too. He also suffers from joint problems. We have similar physical and mental issues. Seeing him improve himself makes me so happy.
Next up, my friends. Nisa who I mentioned in a previous post is my cheerleader and damn near trainer. If I were allowed to bring her to the gym with me I would but my gym is an employee and spouse only thing. Every day I tell her what I did and she tells me she’s proud and when we get together she shows me new at home workouts to try. Just her saying she’s proud is such great encouragement because I know she truly means it. She wants me to be healthy. I think she needs to start her own blog or Instagram for her fitness because she’s amazing.
Then there is Lila, who’s training in physical therapy She helps me make sure I’m not hurting myself. Shows me stretches to help my build my core strength and knees so I can push myself without hurting myself.
I’m not saying all my girlfriends aren’t cheering me on, they totally do. Every one of them has been hella encouraging.
Lastly, myself. I have to give myself pep talks and tell myself I’m proud because that’s where it really counts. You gotta do it for you. I want to feel good. I want to not hurt and be able to enjoy life. I’m making myself a better person inside and out. This isn’t just about losing weight or getting ripped. It’s about being a wholly healthy person. The mental is just as important as the physical. I’m not going to let my disabilities control me or define me. Because I’m much more than that, and I need to remind myself of that and prove to myself I can do what I set out to do. The only pain I want to feel from now on is sore from a good workout. Having other people be proud and cheer you on only helps if you are proud. It reinforces that good feeling.
But what if you don’t have a good support system? That’s why I’m sharing my journey. Find that support system here online. I’m one of the millions who is doing this and will be more than happy to encourage and motivate you. That doesn’t just go for fitness either, whether it’s being a beauty blogger or whatever your passion. Go for it.
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