We put our bodies through a lot of sh*t. A LOT OF SH*T. And you know what, our bodies do not deserve that. We honestly take our bodies for granted, when they are responsible for keeping us alive. That’s a big job, and on top of it, they put up with us feeding them a bunch of crap, sitting on our ass all day, and fueling our brain with negative thoughts. Now does that sound like kindness to you? Certainly not!
For awhile, I hated my body. It wasn’t the way I wanted to look or feel. But hey if I hated my body, it was going to hate me back. I couldn’t sleep, my stomach hurt all the time, and I felt frickin’ miserable. There came a point where my body and I needed to get back onto the same team. So I listened to it. My stomachaches and stuffy nose were my body screaming to me that diary and gluten did not serve me. Bye-bye to mucus producing products!
Then came the need to solve the jittery, anxious thoughts about my body. Jeez that meant I was going to have to do damn pushups and squats. The first time I exercised I almost fainted…don’t do that. What I found is my body WANTED to do those damn pushups and squats because I felt so amazing afterwards. Every time I completed a pushup, I practically did a dance and wanted to burst out yelling, “I Am Strong.” Then I would proceed to do another one, and would almost break my nose, but nonetheless, I did one and that’s what mattered.
This was how my body and I became lovin’ peeps. It took boat loads of green juice, almond-milk smoothies, late night burpees, and lots and lots of forgiveness, but in the end, I feel alive and present within my body.
This is your wake up call to do what you and your body deserve!