Like many of you out there, I believe the key to a happy life is striking a balance. I’ve tried for most of my life to be balanced. To play as much as I work, do relax as much as I stress, and to nourish all of my interests no matter how different (and sometimes conflicting) they are.
By now it’s obvious that I love eating. And it’s no secret I have a major sweet tooth. I’m not one of those people who can eat anything they want and it just magically disappears into nothing. When I eat, it looks like I ate. Like really, the bloat response over here is such a bitch. So to try and stay (moderately) fit and healthy, I have to balance my indulgent meals with clean eating and regular workouts.
You wouldn’t really know it by reading what has been on here thus far, but fitness is actually a pretty big part of my life. I’ve struggled with my weight and self esteem issues since I was a little girl, and my relationship with fitness has evolved a lot over the years. I’m seeing this topic pop up a lot in the blogging community recently, maybe because the weather is warming up and bathing suits are coming out, so I felt inspired to share a bit of my story here:
My fitness journey started my senior year of high school, when I finally convinced my mom to get me a membership to the YMCA. A couple of days after school I would use the treadmill and the elliptical for 30-45 minutes and then do a couple weight machine exercises. It wasn’t much, and it wasn’t fancy. But it was enough to get me to drop 20 pounds before college started, which felt incredible. Since then, I’ve gone through so many ups and downs. There have been times when I’ve felt great about my body and where I would work out close to an hour and a half every day, and then there have been years where I’ve felt uninspired, sluggish and really unhappy with the way I look. Now that I take a second to really look back, I realize that the determining factor in all of this wasn’t whether or not I was working out. I actually consistently maintained a 5-6x/week workout schedule. It was how I was working out. In my fittest times, I felt excited about my workouts. Inspired by them. I genuinely enjoyed them. In my recent, sluggish years I’ve felt bored and discouraged.
Something interesting I noticed about this blog not too long ago is that it’s a huge motivating factor for me. I literally have daily thoughts like “This will be so fun to write about so I should definitely try it!“, “I should really practice this skill, so that I can showcase it on the blog!“, “What a cool thing to try out, and if it goes well, I can put it on F&F!“. Sometimes the only reason I leave my house is to do something that might inspire a post. It’s like if I plan to talk about it on here, I’m more excited about it. So we’re going to try something new, in hopes of re-establishing some of my enthusiasm about working out, and I’m going to start incorporating more about my health and fitness journey on here. We’ll keep with the “F” theme, and it will all simply be logged under the category “Fit“. I believe this will be a great addition to the site, if anything because this platform should be a true reflection of me and my interests. And here is just another part of who I am :).
Los Angeles is a great place to do this, by the way. There are hundreds of gyms and studios, great running/hiking trails, and a ton of options to work with for accessing them all. Plus, so many freaking juice bars. Although you’ll likely find me anywhere else before you find me in a juice bar.
Thanks for reading!