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That feeling…of satisfaction…your happy place

I have done many things in my life, I have worn many hats.  I used to say that I was a jack of all trades, and a master of none.  I always longed to have something in my life that I was so passionate about, I could get lost in it.  Something I was so good at…that I would feel like a pro doing it.  That there was no denying I was born to do it.  I hungered for that feeling of satisfaction in the moment…like what you see on the faces of people in church singing and in their hearts knowing/believing truly they are saved.

I woke up this morning, body sore from the past few days of awesome workouts…and I thought to myself, “I can’t wait to workout today”.  I laughed about a video on Facebook mocking overly enthusiastic muscle heads…because it reminded me of myself.  And then I thought to myself about how I feel – happy.

I am where I am suppose to be.

Doing what I am suppose to be doing.

And I am really good at it.  I get lost in my workouts.  I am a walking example of my sport, my dedication and effective methods, my art piece.  I was born to do this…my whole life of working out, being healthy and active…of eating right; my years of running and chasing happiness.  I didn’t realize it until this moment – I have what I always wanted.  I have had it for some time, it just took me becoming an IFBB Pro to realize it.  So with complete and whole hearted commitment to myself and this sport, I say out loud and proud.

I AM A BODYBUILDER.

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Fearless Instinct

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Today’s bodybuilding inspiration for the day, comes courtesy of my sweet chihuahua, George.  Yesterday he got in a fight with a lab trying to protect me; and as we waited in the vet emergency room for the results of his X-rays, I struggled with possibly loosing him.  I sat there desperately looking for a lesson to learn from this awful situation.

Then last night while laying in bed, with him in my arms sleeping soundly, it came to me.

George knows know fear.  He does not take his 5 lb small size into consideration.  He thinks with his heart. 

He saw what he perceived as a threat to his master and without hesitation or thought, protected me; his most prized possession.  He paid no regard to the size difference between a lab and himself.  His fearless instinct kicked in and he did what he thought he had to do .

Why don’t we take on life like George?  Risking it all for what me love…not caring that our opponent is bigger, taller, or stronger than us.  Just knowing that our heart rules our mind.  If you have a big heart and believe in yourself…you can will into existence that which we seek.

So I will take George’s lead, I will apply his actions to my training.  

My fearless instinct will be silent no longer.  

I will know no fear.

 

I am glad you are feeling better George.  I love you…and thank you for your loyalty and inspiration.

“coming in last”

It’s ok.  I’ve been there.  And I am sure I will be there again.  The first triathlon I did, I came in almost dead last in the swim portion among all the competitors, male and female, young and old.  At the Arnold Amateur, I came in 31st among 34 competitors.  It was not a good feeling, but it was a feeling I embraced.  

After getting out of the water at that first triathlon, I was so disappointed in myself I could not think straight.  I got on my bike and rode like my life depended on it,  and then when I hit the road for my run, I ran the whole run not even paying mind to the physical pain I was experiencing.  In the end I was one of the fasted bikes and runs in the women’s division, and over all was pleased with my performance.  Vowing to improve my swim.  In June, I will do another tri, and you can bet I am practicing on my swim.  

After leaving the Arnold Amateur stage, I thought of all the mistakes I had made.  All the things I didn’t do right. And all the ways I would never let myself be so unprepared again.  When we returned home after that trip, I looked to see when there was another competition, and started planning my workouts, my eating schedule, and my posing practice.  I will be doing the North Carolina States and the Charlotte Cup this month.

You can do one of two things when you come in last…one you can quit. You can say, well maybe this just isn’t for me, maybe I should pick another hobby, maybe I don’t ever want to feel like a loser again.  Or you can say, I am ready to honestly look at myself, my physique…my performance…my weaknesses, and improve them.  You can say that you are the under dog that will come out on top at the end of the movie, because you have heart…you have dedication…you have desire.  You have the raw fire, that instead of scares you, fuels you to be a greater version of yourself.

So don’t ever let “coming in last” keep you last.  

Be the last to leave the gym.

Be the last to quit.

Be the last to give up on yourself.

Be the last one standing.