We often take life for granted whether it’s the simple things like inhaling the morning scent of pancakes and scrambled eggs or waking up with the sun in our face (with the glare almost blinding us) and hearing the birds chirp with glee. Sipping a warm cup of ginger tea or drinking a cup of coffee with 2 teaspoons of organic cane sugar and a tablespoon of french vanilla creamer is a joyous morning ritual.
I often find myself complaining about the things that I’m not willing to change or I’m just too lackadaisical to change. As I get older, I’ve realized that I am the creator of my happiness. I am the creator of my joy, my inner peace, my external make-up, and my spiritual shield.
There’s so much power in life. It is a gift that was granted to us by the Creator of heaven and earth. The Creator of the ocean and the sea … the Creator of the beautiful rainbows that we often see. As I write this I wish it would rain … rain so hard that it strokes the parched pavement. I would run outside with my cozy house slippers (on my aching feet), my raggedy over-sized sweatpants, and my, well, an ex’s old t-shirt (one I kind of borrowed) … just to smile, spin around in a circle, dance, and feel the drops of rain on my skin. Oh what joy!
Never underestimate the power of life. Extend your arms, close your eyes, and inhale the fragrance of LIFE.
I had the perfect hour glass figure when I was in my early to mid-20’s. I could eat almost anything (even after midnight) and not gain an ounce of fat only a few dimples in the derrière area. It was when I hit 29 that I started to notice a change in my face, my thighs, and abdominal area. And to add gasoline to the already chemically induced flame, I thought I was in love with my now ex-husband. It’s true, love can make you do some crazy
things shit, like gain over 30lbs and devour Chinese Take Out (General Tso or Sesame Chicken with white rice and an egg roll) and Chick-fil-a (Regular fried chicken sandwich with a large order of waffle fries drenched in 10 packs of ketchup) every single day. On top of that, I drove 20miles for a fresh dozen of Krispy Kreme’s HOT glazed doughnuts. I am convinced that the luminous red light is demonic and will hypnotize you.
I literally let myself go during my 4 year marriage. I lost the person I once was and transformed into a person I thought I would never be … depressed, hopeless, and overweight. I couldn’t stand to look at myself in the bathroom mirror so I would never turn the light on even to take a shower … I used natural light or lit a candle. My reflection was my frenemy. My size 8 turned into a size 16. My face looked as if I inhaled helium and my legs were like two steroid injected chicken drum sticks.
On February 14, 2011, I decided I had to make a change. I stood in front of my bathroom mirror completely exposed with the lights on. Tears started to flow down my face as I made several clockwise turns. That same night I used google to search “ways to lose weight after 30.” I read articles, blogs, and even watched YouTube videos of random people that were in my situation … we were cruising on the same boat and walking on the same path. I was not alone.
Fast forward 3 years … I am now a vegetarian living a healthy lifestyle (I eat 85% clean). I went from a size 14-16 (left side of photo) to a size 10 (right side of photo). The bulk of my weight was lost by changing my eating habits and completing a round of P90x, half a round of Chalean Extreme, and a round of Insanity. In 2015, I plan to compete in an obstacle style race (Spartan Race or Tough Mudder). If you have competed in the latter, please share your experience.
Presently, I am doing a round of Insanity Asylum (pure hell) and plan to do another round before my 37th birthday on December 3rd. You can do anything you put your mind to … your heart and soul will soon follow. You could be superhuman … move mountains, walk the sea, or even ride a stratocumulus cloud. Nothing in life is impossible if you believe that it’s POSSIBLE.
I am in no way affiliated with beach body products or any of its services. This is my story and I intend to inspire others. Your story can save lives! I can’t wait to hear yours!
The month of October grants many expressive outlets. I often participate in many festivities (i.e. Halloween, Volunteer at Sports Related Races, Local Fall Festivals. State Wide County Fairs). I also contribute my time and money in an effort to spread breast cancer awareness. It is imperative that ladies and men (especially those over the age of 25) check themselves regularly for any unusual growths (lumps) or deformities near or around the breasts. According to the American Cancer Society, “breast cancer is the second leading cause of cancer death in women, but the good news is “at this time there are more than 2.8 million breast cancer survivors in the United States.”
Early Detection and Awareness can and will save lives. For more information, visit Breast Cancer Awareness
My aunt passed away from breast cancer in 2007. I visited her in the hospital a few hours before her life was taken away. She was alert, but frail and very weak. Her complexion was no longer the color of caramel with a dab of cream. Her full head of kinks and coils was nonexistent. Her contagious smile was no longer. I remember chills running down my body as I held her hand and watched as cancer only allowed her a few more breaths.
Aunt Barbara will always be my hero. I can feel the breeze from her wings and hear her angelic voice as she whispers, “I’m doing just fine.”
If a family member, friend, or even a stranger has been diagnosed or suddenly passed away with breast cancer, comment below with their name and a message or prayer.
There must be a cure for this dreadful disease. Spread Love and Awareness! We must start a “Make Love to Your Boobs” revolution. Remember the adage, Make Love, Not War … We will Make Love to our Boobs to avoid a War with Cancer.
I say this loud and proud with my middle finger in the air (and still remain a lady) … F-BOMB YOU CANCER!!!