Sometimes in life you just have to take a leap of faith!
My leap of faith is happening across the board at the moment. What with changing jobs, moving homes, moving states and starting with a new coach. I guess you could say I like a full plate. Well not really but that’s just how life turns out for me. But that’s okay because I like a challenge. Especially considering I’ll be doing it whilst hubby’s overseas working. I’ll manage, I always do but this is where the faith comes into play.
Sometimes in life you just have to trust in your chosen path and have faith in your future, whatever that may be and where ever that may lead you. Change isn’t necessarily a bad thing, it’s how you look at it that matters. Like looking at your glass half full instead of half empty.
Of course when you take a leap of faith it can be scary, really scary. But that shouldn’t stop you from jumping so to speak. Hell no, take life by the horns and just jump. What’s the worse thing that can happen? You fall flat on your face from trying, that’s all. Nothing ventured nothing gained.
If you know what the worse case scenario is then there’s nothing to fear, is there. So trust in yourself, trust in your instincts. Be daring and go for it. Life is for living and we have to grab every single opportunity that we can. For me, it’ll mean reaching out (which is not my strong point) and asking for help from my support network during the second half of the year whilst I’m settling into everything. They’re here for me no matter what and that’s why I love them dearly, even if I don’t tell them very often. Which is another thing I need to take a leap of faith in and just do. Let those around me know how I feel about them because none of us know what’s just around the corner for us. We shouldn’t take anything or anyone for granted because we never know when we’re going to lose it or them.
A leap of faith is all it takes, I’m jumping, are you?
Team Nazafit just grew by one, I’ve officially just become their newest member of their team and I can’t wait to get started.
This is something I’ve been considering and looking into since the beginning of this year and I’ve finally acted on it recently. Michelle Nazaroff and I have spoken on the phone already about it as well as email. I also had to wait until she’d finished competing herself. She didn’t want to take on new clients leading up to her and her clients competitions, which I can appreciate and respect. That’s a smart woman right there.
Michelle’s going to be taking care of everything for me. I’ve paid my fees, filled out my questionnaires, supplied the symmetry photos and now I wait. She’s creating me a personalised initial nutrition plan and resistance training program. Every thing’s customised depending on the information provided in the questionnaires that I provided her. It’s going to be a whole new learning experience for me but one I’m also very excited about. I especially love the holistic approach she takes, it’s how it should be in my opinion. For me, I already eat organic whole foods so it’s not going to be a difficult transition to make.
I’ll have everything I need next week so it won’t be too long before I get started. All good things come to those who wait and I’m very happy to wait.
Michelle’s background with her own personal health issues is a huge comfort for me. Knowing I’m in the hands of someone who’s overcome such great challenges is reassuring, because I know that my best interests are definitely being looked after. I’ve heard nothing but good things from the girls that all work with Michelle. Most recently was the testimony from one of her clients.
I now know that with the added help I’m another step closer to reaching my health and fitness goals.
Two weeks ago I mentioned that I’m moving to Brisbane. Then last week I talked about all things moving and the count down for it begun. Everything’s changing so fast, I can barely keep up with it all. Yesterday was the seven week mark but that’s all changed. It’s now six weeks.
I bought it forward a week, so now we’re both driving up to Brisbane. I feel a lot more comfortable with this arrangement and a whole lot less stressed about it too. We’re both happier with this decision and it’s worked out for the best in the end. Moving’s never easy but sometimes necessary, especially in our line of work.
Hubby’s away for three of the next six weeks so there’s no rest for the wicked. It’s full steam ahead for me at home. My priorities now are finalising everything, getting ready to move and working towards my health and fitness goals. It’s all about balance at the moment and I have to be on the ball to balance everything.
Leaving home for what’s probably going to be the last time has bought about some very mixed emotions. This was my home state until I lost both Mum & Dad. Now there’s absolutely nothing left here for me. I’ll go back home just one last time to pay my final respects to them and then that’s it. When I eventually drive over that border and leave I’ll have no reason to ever come back. It’s no longer home because they’re no longer here anymore.
The next six weeks are going to be yet another challenging chapter in my grieving process. But when one door closes another one opens and I’m hoping this is going to be the case for me. So in the meantime I’m just going to hang on and endure the roller coaster ride. At least I know I will survive it and at the end will be better off for it. It doesn’t sound right, nor does it feel right but I do know it is right. It’s right to move forward with my life, whatever and wherever that may be.
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Tough Love comes in different forms and often isn’t interpreted in the way that it’s intended. So what exactly is tough love?
The Wikipedia definition of tough love is an expression used when someone treats another person harshly or sternly with the intent to help them in the long run. Tough love is like when we were a small child and were made to take a desert spoon of that hideous medicine when we were sick, in fact it tasted positively ghastly but we trusted those that administered it knew what was good for us.
Figure competing requires an incredibly thick skin and it isn’t a sport for the faint hearted. Whether you’re just starting out or planning on sticking around tough love is something you’re going to have to get used to whether you like it or not. It’s a subjective sport, so you have to be prepared to take the good with the bad.
If you have the right help, and by right help I mean qualified help that have a proven track record with bodybuilders. Not like the many personal trainers out there that think just because they have Certificate IV in Fitness that it automatically qualifies them to prepare bodybuilders. I remember being told once after I had competed that they weren’t sure I was going to make it or not when I first started out. Irrespective of that fact, they obviously still went ahead and prepared me. I mean, how was I supposed to put my faith into this person when they didn’t know themselves if I was going to be ready or not. Everything in retrospect is always so much easier. I have no problem at all with what they said. I have a problem with their lack of honesty and their lack of professionalism. Sometimes the bottom dollar is what it’s all about and I feel that this was the case here.
Very few personal trainers out there have the courage to be that brutally honest or to give their client a dose of tough love for their own good. Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind and if it comes from the right place then it’s okay. Another example was earlier this year when I was told straight out that competing this year would be completely unrealistic for me. I had underlying issues, hormone issues that needed to be my number one priority this year. And you know what, that’s okay. Of course I was initially disappointed, but I also appreciated their honesty. They were more concerned about my general health and wellbeing, losing a paying client meant nothing to them. This is exactly what I mean. Tough love was dished up to me because it was what I needed to hear to help in the long run.
There will always be another competition, but for now it’s my health and wellbeing that needs my undivided attention.
That’s why, what doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger.
