So, I trained legs for the first time in months yesterday. Life has been hectic since the divorce. Still trying to get back to my routine. But, this says it all…
It has been months trying to pick up and re-connect all the scattered pieces. I deserted a big portion of my life, and it is really starting to show. Weekly, I was at the gym at least 3-4 days. I had my diet on target. I was absolutely flawless.
I want that back. I am trying my best to get back into that state of mind. I was proud. I had control. I had challenges. I had goals.
That feeling of being alive again gave me the final push to take a different path. Unfortunately, that path was a tough one and it really put me off course.
One day at a time. One triumph at a time. I will be there again. I told my oldest that I never break a promise, and I haven’t failed her yet. So, here I am, promising myself and everyone that it will happen.
I will be successful again, I will conquer goals and set new ones. I will be on my “A” game again. I will be a leader and an inspiration again. I will be the me I want to be again. I promise.