The Gift of Being Human

In January of 2015 I joined the Beachbody team. I not only started doing the workouts, but became a coach (bc there was no reason not to since I was military).

I was going through the roughest time of my life when I met Robin, Priscilla, Dani, Renee, and tons of other amazing people who became my support system. We all worked out together and we all love Jesus. Having them in my life during that time was what kept me going. They all loved my girls and I truly had a village. I hate that I had to leave them as I moved into a new phase of life, but the memories and love I carried with me are a lifetimes worth.

I know it doesn’t look like it now, but I am a fitness lover. I love to run. I love to lift weights. I love pushing myself and seeing how far I can go (physically). In one of my blogs I wrote about the emotions I’ve been conquering and I pushed through.

I NEED to lose weight and I NEED to get stronger, but it’s been a struggle lately. Yesterday, though, something switched. Along with that awesome group of people, Beachbody helped me sooooo much. I know that it’s weird to say that about a company and one that’s a MLM (basically), but the truth is that it did. Beachbody works! It’s not a quick fix. It’s a lifestyle if you do it right. They literally give you everything you need to succeed and if you want to make a business out of it, they offer all the training in the world to help you.

I can’t be a Beachbody coach right now, but it won’t stop me from recommending it. Over the last 3 years, I’ve plugged it even though I left the company, but that’s because the programs work. So, I’m back in. My schedule is so fluid and flexible that committing to gym class times just doesn’t work for me, but being able to workout any time does. So here I am – day 2 – and loving it. That part of me is coming back to life AND it felt soooo good.

This is my journey and most wont care, but I share it for those who do. I’m not perfect, but I strive to hit the mark. I make excuses sometimes and fail at times, but I get up, clean myself off, and keep marching. Here’s to my journey of honoring the body that God gave me. I no longer see being human as a curse, but as the gift it is. That changes everything.

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