I am a mother to 3 great kids. Each has their own trials. Each one is different than the others. And we do the best we can. I have been married for 13 years to my sweetie, Jake. We had the dreams and hopes that many couples starting out did. I dreamed of falling asleep watching movies and my husband carrying all the blonde soccer player kids to bed as I cleaned up the kitchen. (Really, I have the note that I wrote to him about our blonde soccer playing kids before we had any!) Not a big extravagant dream, but one that could happen all the time and I thought would make me truly happy and feel like a family. But 11 years ago we got news that Jake might live for 10 more. Talk about a shocker! We discovered some weird things that were happening were all related to Friedreich's Ataxia (FA) and no one knew much about it. It is a neuromuscular disease that is progressive and will get worse. And then they said something along the lines of we'll see ya later cause we don't know much more than that. Every dr appt became Jake teaching them more about it. It was hard to watch him get so frustrated. No one had answers! No one knew if what he was going through at that moment was related to FA or not. We started reaching out more and more and found researchers and people who DID know more.
Jake was lucky enough to get into a study at UCLA last July ('13) with a researcher he had been talking to for years. I say lucky enough because there were only 20 slots and Jake was #17. We were there when they filled their last slot and had to turn others away. You can read more about that whole journey here (http://jakesfa.blogspot.com/)
But it was about this time I realized how miserable I was. I was a happy wife. I was a fun mom. But I didn't feel good about me. I didn't have a lot of energy and I realized I needed to! I needed to be at my best for my kids. I needed to be able to care for my husband and be there for what he needs. Even if it's only for traveling to and from studies. I needed to be healthy and happy! And I had NO IDEA where to start.
Enter Beachbody. I had this stigma about it and I don't know where that came from. But I was willing to try anything. The words "tummy tuck" had entered my vocabulary but I knew even that wouldn't help if I had no idea how to maintain my health and weight. I had always been that short skinny kid. No body issues whatsoever growing up. I even loved being short! My parents taught me well that my weight was a number and didn't define me and I never noticed when others were heavy either. It didn't define anyone. But I wasn't happy with how I FELT and that was the point.
I signed up to coach cause it was cheaper to do that for the program and meal replacement I wanted. And it was guaranteed and I could cancel anytime at no fee. Not gonna lie, I once signed up for those wraps and they didn't work at all for me. I did the 3 mo thing and had to get all 3 months and they sent 4 in a box but suggested to wear 6 or some crazy thing. I still have them sitting there, in the box. But it was a charge to cancel. I didn't want to do that again. It's all ridiculous. $25 for ONE wrap? Wow. So I wanted to make sure with Beachbody. So I became a coach. I started my programs. I had my meal replacement which was yummy and my body liked and noticed if I stopped drinking. And I didn't shed a million pounds. I got muscle. I became more lean. And I had more energy. I was more HAPPY than I had been. I loved it! I have found knowledge that I never paid attention to growing up. I still hate veggies. But I live with it and find nutrition in other ways too.
I am going public to share my fitness journey. I have done it on my own, I have challenge groups run through Facebook, I have shared tips through Instagram (@soccerfitmom), but I feel most days I have too much to say to fit in this little paragraph where people turn off if it goes too long. I know I do! So I am here now. This will be my everything rolled into one. You'll get family info, you'll get my hubby's info, you'll get my stresses and what makes me happy. Because it is all what makes me, ME and it all takes its toll on me overall. Just like your day is effected by the same things. If we are stressed are we gonna go grab carrots? Probably not.
This last month my dr instructed me to not work out and lift much or even do mush ups or sit ups. I think he is trying to sabotage me ;) So I will be starting fresh on Mon to eat more clean and follow my workout program. I am more "squishy" than I have been in a long time so I will be starting fresh and making myself get up and do my workouts and drink all my water and just in time for the holidays. No pressure there!
So join me if you wish. I will be adding pics next week when I take them.
~Sarah
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