My inspiration
Inspiration is all around us. My children inspire me to do good. My Nanny inspires me watch my tounge. My best friend inspires me to be that young optimistic girl I once was. When it comes to fitness there was a time in my life when girls in magazines inspired me to work for a ‘smoking bod’. As I have gotten older my inspiration and motivation has matured, THANK GOD! I no longer desire a ‘smoking bod’ – well don’t get me wrong that would be a fortunate side effect, but now I truly desire a healthy body. One that doesn’t pant after a flight of stairs, or does not dread a fitting room. I desire a body that requires hard work a body that wants to be active so that when my children get older they look back and remember their mother being fit and not a couch potato. This desire does require a lot of hard work and motivation and I am fortunate enough to have real life inspiration all around me and not just 2 dimensional airbrushed chics in the pages of magazines. My mom, who is 21 years older than me, has worked her hiney off (literally) measuring food and counting weight watcher* points. She is so diligent and focused. I can look to her when I need self control. There is Mollie for a long time would wake up with me at 4 stinking 30 in the morning to jog and ride with me to boot camp and listen to me complain about how I wanted fried cheesy greasy anything. There is Jenn who is so passionate about teaching people about REAL food and healthy lifestyles. I sometimes think of her when I really just want to pop in a frozen TV dinner or run through a drive thru. I think, “Now would Jenn Burton approve of this food choice?” Dawn, who 4 months after giving birth, completed the Oyster Race like a champ. Tammy has lost 80 pounds! 80! And she is always so happy and excited about a new exercise or telling me to “Bring it” in class. Cindy has won biggest Loser 3 sessions in a row! April who is the best journaler I know (yes, I just made up the word journaler) I mean seriously, when I “forget” to write down something I eat or I just do not feel like it, I think of Ms April’s perfect little journal and it makes me want that too. Every lady that walks into boot camp is like God’s little motivational gift all wrapped up for me. I love the excitement of someone realizing they are in better shape. I love the conversations we have, how we can laugh with each other and bounce around ideas together. I love how Kelli can text me while I am out of town just to make sure that I am making good decisions or how Sandy can just be Sandy and give me crap. I love every moment of it. On my fat days or lazy days these are the women I think about to get me back into gear not those 2 dimensional ladies. I am so blessed to be surrounded by so many inspirational women. I thank Jesus every day to be so fortunate. I encourage everyone to look around them; we are truly surrounded by phenomenal people.
