
Today, my spirits are up and I'm feeling more like myself. I think I may have had a little case of the post-comp blues. Its a hard thing to see yourself on show day at your personal best, then to have to put weight back on.
My perception of myself became very negative and I was fighting a personal war against the mirror and scale. And pictures... wow, did I ever have a little melt down over those! I remember looking at them in disgust and putting them in my bag, where they've been since Julie gave them to me.
This morning I wanted to look at them. This time they brought alot different feeling. I was in the best shape of my life. But none the less, I was far from the perfect form the NPC is looking for (if the judges even know what that is, I'd be highly suprised! lol!). I see things I can make better, but damn! I sure am trying to get there! Where they hell is my participation ribbon?
In April I wouldn't have been caught dead in a pair of shorts! Let alone bare my mid-section!! WOW! I remember how badly I just wanted to wear shorts to the gym and be okay with it. And I met that goal! Even though it wasn't something I wrote down to accomplish, it was something my heart had set as a milestone.
And as Julie keeps telling me, this is only the beginning of my journey, not the end. (See Julie I do listen! lol! It just takes me time to process your words and see your right as usual!) And why I'm on the subject.... people listen to your trainers. It makes the process so much more successful and easier too!
Something else I wanted to mention... (I know... there's more!)
Someone asked me at the show if my family was coming to watch. And I answered "no, but my friends are my family, and they will be there!" I have been doubly blessed from my fitness journey. Not only am I changing my body and soul, but I now met some of the truly nicest people and who I owe the world to, for giving me never ending support, to keep going.
So thanks to my Fitness Family!!! You guys are the best!!!