#RoadTo27 Day 2 – Change

Yesterday was day one of the newest DragonFit bootcamp round. I decided I was gong to fully commit this round, no half assing. I posted in our sisterhood group that I was going to do the “Mile For Time” challenge mentioned in our emails, and that I was going to crush my fastest mile. When I woke up this morning I had one thing on my mind – beating that time. I went to sleep thinking about it, I woke up thinking about it…I was going to do it.

I stretched and reached for my phone to check the time and the first thing I saw was a text from a girlfriend that said;

“Why am I afraid of change?!?!”

I sat there, phone in hand, trying to think of just what to tell her…

Because it’s scary! That’s why!!

What if you fail? What if you can’t do it? What if you lose friends? What if people mock you? What if…

…what if you succeed?

Over the last year I’ve made more changes than I can actually really wrap my head around. Small things like shaving off half my hair…and huge things like leaving my toxic marriage.

They were all scary, and they all caused exponential self growth. I’ve grown accustom to change, and I really like it – but it’s still very scary. I like it because I always grow and learn about myself, even if the change wasn’t necessarily “good”.

So, here’s my advice on change.

  • Embrace it, embrace the HELL out of it. It’s gonna be scary, but it’s going to be worth it.
  • Figure out what part of it is actually scaring you – for me, it’s often the fear of success.
  • Understand that every time you walk through a new door you’re going to lose people. Also understand that is perfectly okay. Most people we meet are just for certain phases of our lives, the ones who are meant to follow through each door will remain.
  • If there is someone who doesn’t support your change, they are NOT your tribe and you do not need them.
  • Seek positive energy and surround yourself with people who have similar goals and ambitions. It wasn’t until I did this that I really started to succeed.
  • Don’t worry about the thoughts of others. This is particularly true for lifestyle changes. When I started lifting like crazy and packing on muscle, I lost a lot of “friends” …that was my choice. No one get’s to decide what my body should look like but me!
  • LAUGH. When you hit a speed bump or completely screw up, laugh about it. Realize you’re human, find the light and just move forward.
  • Don’t be afraid to ask for help.Ever.
  • Find some consistency. Even if it doesn’t seem consistent, as long as you’re pushing towards your goals…you’re going to make the change permanent.
  • Don’t be afraid of failure. Failure is just in your head, there really are no failures…only lessons. Find the lesson and push forward. Readjust if you must, but keep moving towards the goal.
  • Get out of your own head. Don’t overthink it, just do it.

I think my last bit of advice on making change is this…

ALWAYS believe in yourself…and when you don’t, do it anyway.

I didn’t believe in myself when I stepped foot out to go on that run this morning. I knew there was NO way I was going to beat that time of 13:31…but I went out, and tried my damndest anyway.

I crushed it, by the way…by over 2 minutes.

You don’t always have to believe in yourself to create change, you just have to fight through the fear.

After all, on the other side of fear lies freedom.

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xoxo

OkieGirl

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Only Limitations In Life Are The Ones You Create! {A Wandering Gypsy Post}

So there I was last night, sitting on my couch scrolling through Instagram. I was looking at all my favorite fitness & inspirational pages. The very first thought that entered my mind was “man I hate how unhealthy & out of shape I am.” Then not long after there came my second, “I wish I could look that good.” And my last negative thought that came to me was “I just can’t ever find the time to work out like they do.”

At this point it clicked and I just started laughing! (at myself, like seriously)
Why am I justifying my laziness?
“Life has no limitations, except the ones you create”
I am creating my own limitations. It can be a truly powerful thing once this clicks in your mind. Seriously, I can do whatever the fuck I want to do. Nothing can stop me except for my own thoughts. And that’s exactly what was stopping me…before this moment. NOT ANYMORE!
I WILL get healthier!
I WILL get into the best shape possible!
I WILL get stronger!
I WILL continue to grow everyday, to be the best me possible!
And I will enjoy every second of this journey. We just have to realize that we are capable, worthy & we deserve it! No go do whatever the fuck you want!! -there are no limits!
xoxo
-Wandering Gypsy

Permeable Clouds & A Sandstone Bikini

Sometime last year I decided I needed a fitness blog to track my journey (okiegirlfit.wordpress.com) and I just stumbled back across it. I had completely forgot about it since starting this more relevant to me blog! This is the last post I posted on there…and I laughed so hard reading it…but also absolutely loved it. I HAD to share. This blog can tell you a LOT about who I am.

Enjoy!

 

There are some occasions in my life where I do something that is considered “normal”, but those are very rare occasions. I’m talking few and far between.

So, what is normal? I guess that’s different for everyone, but the true definition of normal is simply; “conforming to the usual standard, type, or custom”.

FREAKING GROSS!

No wonder I refuse to be normal.

I have always been different, weird, strange, silly, WHATEVER you wish to call it…I’ve been that way since I was like 24 minutes old. Seriously, I have proof.

I have been a lot of things, but normal has never been one of them.

I’ve never been someone to conform to the visions that society has made for a woman in her 20’s (or a girl of any age, for that matter!) I have always been strong, independent, somewhat intelligent, strong willed, and weird. I have my own sense of style, do whatever I want with my hair, and I didn’t get pregnant 3 minutes after I got married.

What is society anyway? And why do they get to decide who we are?
They may define you, but you’re on your own on that one.

It’s hard to do what you’re passionate about these days if it doesn’t fit in with the “rules” of society. FOR example, since I started my fitness journey you would not believe how many people say “don’t get manly” when I tell them that I lift heavy weights on the daily.

BITCH, I already am – and I’m proud of it! Manly. Psh. Whatever that means. I was manly before I started lifting. I train horses, build motors, drive trucks, play in the mud, haul hay, drink beer and work for an oil company. I don’t think picking up iron 5x a week is going to make me any more of a dude.

You say I’m manly, but I just say I’m independent. I can take care of myself in situations many women can’t. If you think that’s a weakness, well, honey – YOU are sadly mistaken.

Another thing that people find absolutely crazy? That I run my own business. Why? Because I’m a chick, and girls don’t run the show.

SCUZE the hell outa me. If you don’t like it, get on down the road.

I guess the point I’m trying to make here is that you should ignore what you read and see and hear and do your own damn research. Become who you were born to be, not who someone else was born to be.

Chase your dreams down and tackle them. If you’re not following your dreams, then you’re just letting someone else pay you to follow theirs.

Stand out.
Dare to be questioned.
Wear a sandstone bikini that you carved your damn self, you cave woman you.
Smirk in the face of conformity.
Flash all your haters a smile.

KEEP ON KEEPIN ON!

I know I will.

-OkieGirl

We Always Start Somewhere.

As I sit here nibbling on some steak sauce covered tuna I realized that I probably seem really weird to my co-workers. Given they are family, they think I’m a little weird anyway.

Let me give you a little back story before I go into whatever I was about to head into.

In high school  I was pretty active (training horses every day after school and on the weekends) so I was actually in really good shape. I didn’t really eat GREAT, but it wasn’t terrible, and I honestly had no idea that there was a difference. I think I weighed about 180 pounds (I’m 5’11”) and I had the WORST body image of anyone I know. I thought I was fat and gross and would never EVER wear a bikini anywhere that was public. I graduated and went to training full time…got in even better shape. I still had no idea. I was holding a little body fat in my middle and I couldn’t see all the other amazing things about my body. I can’t even tell you what my middle actually looked like!

WELL – here I am some 6 years later. I’m very happily married, and absolutely love myself and my body. Want to know something crazy? I’ve gained 40 pounds! NO – I’m not proud of that, and NO I’m not healthy (hold please, getting to that one) but I DO love my body. I am still strong even though I’ve got some extra body fat…and my body puts up with tons of abuse and still keeps going.

Some time last year I decided I had to get my shit together and get rid of this extra weight. It wasn’t just to feel and look better…it was mainly because I was concerned for my health and my joints. Well …I wasn’t 100% committed and partying was way more fun than eating well and working out. I yo-yoed from fad diet to fad diet, burner and blocker to all kinds of stupid workouts….but I couldn’t ever stick with any of them.

I was never concerned about “fitness” only about losing some weight so I would feel better and look better.

It was around the end of June when my vision of weight loss and fitness and muscles all changed.

My sweet friend D (who has always been a fit girl/yogi/clean eater since I’ve known her) decided that she would take on a bikini fitness competition (yea, I had no idea what that was either!). Well, when girls do something like that they like to take photos mid-way through their “prep” to document how much their bodies change…I’m kinda a photographer, so she hit me up and we set a date.

That morning when I was snapping shots of D and P and chatting about what they do was the day I decided that I had to get on that heavy lifting bandwagon.

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(NOTE – those girls were still FIVE weeks out from their show – they rock!)

Well, of course I got all motivated for about a month…eating really well and working out (wrong) at home. I didn’t see results and off the wagon I fell. I kept making up excuses and just almost giving up on myself. Somewhere in all of that raucous I really found an interest in nutrition and just spent hours and hours each week reading and learning and researching. This eventually lead to a huge interest in fitness and the human body…reading, learning, researching. SO after about 3 months of that I decided that I was actually getting pretty dang educated on all of this and I should REALLY commit. So I did…and I haven’t looked back.

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I joined my local YMCA (we don’t have a gym) and it took me about a month to actually GO. I was doing yoga and focusing on my eating and started seeing some results and real changes in my body. That motivated me more. Last Monday I went to the gym for the first time since I got my membership and I smashed it. I went 4 days and worked out at home one day. My eating was good and I even managed to cut out a ton of those evening cocktails!

Something in my mind finally changed and I feel 1000% committed to building my best body. I have no doubt that this time will be the last time…and I will never have to take another before photo. I’m doing this for me and no one else. There will be people that discourage me and tell me that I’m crazy. There will be non believers and family members who mock my green smoothies. There will be people who don’t like that I have muscles instead of a soft figure but you know what…I DON’T CARE! It’s my body – not theirs!

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I realize this post has been about me finding a love of fitness…but this goes for anything. Keep working towards what you want and eventually you will find the right path to get there. It hasn’t been easy and I’m sure it will continue to challenge me – but I like that. I need that.

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I hope to one day be able to educate young women about the importance of clean eating and a healthy lifestyle…hell, I hope to be able to educate any woman! I just want to inspire people and help them find and achieve their passions.

This is going to be one hell of a journey and I’m excited that y’all will be sharing it with me.

Here’s to health and chasing dreams.

Now…it’s leg day so I’m gonna jet!

xoxo

OkieGirl

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