Every now and then, I get stuck on something that I can only let go of after a good rant. So I took to Youtube, for my first solo vlog:
The majority of what I needed to say fit within those twelve minutes, but there were some aspects I left out considering I am better at expressing my thoughts in writing than speaking to my iPad.
For those who followed my posts throughout my trip – I think it’s clear that I was in a happy & creative place. I wondered at the world around me and saw the life that I want to lead. I knew it wasn’t something that would create itself overnight and this holds true to plenty of things, including my lifestyle change from eating whatever my heart desired and randomly stepping into the gym to making nutrition and exercise a priority. It wasn’t like I woke up one day and changed my life. It was a series of small changes that eventually paid off and became my new normal. What I’ve learned from those couple of years is this: when your motivation is high, run with it. When it’s not, find something new that motivates you; whether it’s new gym clothes, a fancy recipe or switching up your workout. When I took to Instagram to track and publicize my “fitness journey,” it was a way to keep myself motivated. Motivated shifted to obsessive, and I latched on to the idea of being one of those girls with a bangin` body and impressive self control. Plainly put – that shit got old. I ended up unfollowing the accounts that seemed fake and those who had too many followers to actually form a supportive relationship with.
Instagram wasn’t a form of motivation anymore, it actually made me feel bad and like I wasn’t dedicating enough of my life to fitness. It took stepping away for that month to realize how ridiculous my thinking was. I wasn’t dedicating my life to fitness because fitness isn’t my life. It’s a hobby. It’s a lifestyle. I want fitness to fit into my lifestyle, not the other way around. I don’t want to be someone who just eat, sleeps and lifts. I want spontaneity – I want time out of the gym without anxiety. I want to eat a diet that consists of nutritious foods, not only foods that amount to X number of protein/carbs/fat. I’m happy to say that this trip provided that for me, and so much more. I (re)discovered passions of mine and promised myself that I would make time for them, even if it meant sacrificing a workout or enjoying a spontaneous meal out. I also realized that I am able to use Instagram as a platform to embody the above message. Instead of posting images and captions that lead people to believe I have it all figured out, I can show more of my failures and frustrations. I can show that I struggle and prevail, just to fall down again. I can show that it is more than okay to be yourself.
Please, fall in love with fitness. Explore outlets and pursue goals wholeheartedly, but do not let social media figures tell you how to lead your life. Make sure your goals are coming from a place of your own wants and needs, and do not feel guilty for enjoying your life and not spending as much time in the gym as _______. The same goes for those who have made the decision for themselves to dedicate their life to fitness and continually make sacrifices to reach their goals. I hope that they too are not discouraged by nasty comments.
Life is messy and progress is not linear.
Do more of what you love and less of what you don’t.
Here are a few accounts that I believe encourage the above and are just genuine girls
trying to figure it all out rather than projecting some perfect life:
@gymratdiaries / @chelllseaarose / @em_dunc / @ilikemyfitnesstaylored / @amandaadamsfit