I have learned to start accepting my body at every stage. At first I was insecure, embarrassed and somewhat upset due my offseason body and the gain I needed to endure (healthy gain, might I add).
I felt like I had a standard to uphold, sponsorship to retain and an image I needed to preserve.
I brushed off compliments of looking healthy – actually offended as I believed this was a nice way of saying I had gained weight. I mean, it probably was. But then again, I needed to.
I dismissed the laughs I’d share with friends due to the ability to once again socialise
The meals out with family and loved ones because I wasn’t constrained to a tuppaware diet.
I ignored the immense increases in strength, endurance and energy.
I forgot about the positivity, stable moods and happiness that I felt every day due to not being depleted and constantly run down.
Most importantly, the re-found love and care I have in my heart for other people due to no longer being so inwardly focused was overlooked completely.
I had been concentrating on what I didn’t have (abs) and completely overlooked everything that I have.
It’s starting to become a lot clearer.
A leaner me isn’t a better me. It’s not a more dedicated, motivated or driven me. I am still all of those adjectives & more. My focus is just being channeled in another, more beneficial direction. It’s just another stage of my journey that will lead me to greater and more rewarding things.