Everyone has a passion. Something that gets them really excited or something they cannot stop talking about if the subject is even slightly broached. There are individuals who have multiple passions and there is nothing wrong with that! I am one such individual. My passions range all over the place and you will read a lot about them here. The passion I want to talk about today, though, is fitness.
Fitness, working out, getting your swoll on, whatever you want to call it, is something I am very passionate about. Let me give you a little background. I started out as a runner in high school, but ultimately fell away due to my own fear of failure. I was never competitive and so during races I wouldn’t see it the same way everyone else did. I just liked to run. As I went through college, there was a lot of pressure to be fit and to look the part of a Kinesiology major. Yet, at the same time the scene of college does not exactly play into a healthy lifestyle. Even though I was studying what to do, I wasn’t applying it to my life. It wasn’t until I graduated and started out in the real world that my passion truly kicked in.
I was very blessed to have a good friend of mine be willing to train me for a short amount if time. It was about a three-month stretch of working out and nutrition and during those three months I saw a huge change in my body. However, I fell off the bandwagon and saw another change I was not so thrilled with.
I’m not perfect… there are times that I don’t want anything to do with fitness or health for myself. I get bored, or discouraged and I give up. But I’m always passionate about others being healthy. Let’s just say I’m a bit of a walking contradiction. I want to be fit and to feel comfortable in my own body, but I struggle each day. I’m not a small girl, and I’m starting to realize that is okay. I don’t need to be a size zero to be beautiful. As long as I can do things that I want to be able to do, rock climb, walk, ride bikes, then I’m happy. It’s only how my heavenly Father sees me, that is important.
Fitness isn’t about how many likes you can get on social media when you post a picture. It’s not about how people look at you. It’s not about making everyone want you or want to be you. It’s about loving yourself, loving the body that God gave you, and treating it like the temple that it is. Your body is a temple, why not take care of it?
It’s the joy of putting headphones in your ears, drowning out everything else. Drowning out the stress, thoughts, deadlines, fears, etc. The feel of muscles being used and strength being gained. Watching your body grow or shrink. To see the intricate muscle begin to reveal itself and show you the beauty of the body that God has created. It’s the sweat and the strain. The hot sauna after and then the cold shower. It’s the feeling of new clothes and new beginnings. It’s the joy of lifting more weight and the peace of correct form and a blank mind. Fitness is more than just a picture on Instagram or the newest weight loss fad. It’s more than getting that bikini body or winning a competition. It’s a lifestyle, it’s self respect and love. It’s honoring the body God gave you. It’s peace in a world of chaos. A time to calm your mind, to forget the stress of life and focus on something that can only grow you.
So why stop?
I pray I never stop.