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Day 2.....and a long way to go! But we are still smiling!



Another day, another workout!  And another sweaty selfie!!

 I wasn't thrilled to get up at the crack of dawn and do an hour long booty workout this morning. But I was sure happy when it was over!

 And another day of gratitude for having done the leg work and the cooking to get our meal planned and prepared.  That makes a world of difference and is a game changer for staying on track.

 The workout's are not always easy, and I don't always love doing them, but I do it because of how strong and confident I feel in my skin.  And eating according to this time nutrition and all the planning for meals and times is not my usual free flow, but I'm doing that too because I am all in 100 %.  

 When I am taking care of myself and living a healthy lifestyle life is sweeter.  So I keep at it and I keep doing it and besides wanting to be around for a long time for my beloved and family, I want to stay healthy.  I have come off medications, lost weight and am more flexible than I have been in years and as I get older I appreciate how important good health is.  

 I am filled with so much gratitude and thanksgiving for so many many things.  And that includes a  postive mindset, a get it done attitude and a wonderful beloved and community to share the journey!!

 If you think you can't, well maybe then you can't but if you think you can't and you try anyway, you might just surprise yourself!  I knew this program was advanced for me, but I also know that growth and progress comes with challenge and so I jumped in and I am doing it.  Not perfect, but I am surprising myself at how well I am doing.

 If I can do this, you can to.  And maybe this particular thing is not your jam.  Find something that is, don't put it off, don't rack up the excuses.  Just start, just do it and you may be surprised at the grace that will follow!! And the confidence in knowing that you are doing something positive for yourself!!

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