“But it’s so hard to get up early & workout”
”But it’s so hard to pass up the wine”
”But it’s so hard to make time to exercise”
”But it’s so hard to____”
I could go on & on. But I’d rather ask you this “Is whatever you say is hard about getting fit & healthy harder than waking up everyday hating the way you look in pictures? Harder than having no energy? Harder than the way you feel inside? Harder than none of your clothes fitting? Harder than avoiding social events because of the way you look? Harder than being the heaviest person in the room? Harder than having sex with the lights on or at all? Harder than having your life shortened by high blood pressure, diabetes & heart disease?
For me exercising is hard. Eating healthy is hard. But not as hard as when I hated myself for weighing 226lbs.
Time to stop hating. Time to get the outside your inside always wanted. Time to love yourself. You are worth it.
Don’t allow an inanimate object to control your life, your day, or your mood.
During my weight loss journey there were many victories along the way although the scale was not moving fast enough for my liking.
In the first three months, my blood pressure normalized for the first time in 5 years. My blood sugar stabilized & I was able to go off metformin. My lipid panel normalized so heart disease & heart attack were no longer a concern.
I could no longer eat the way I used to or I’d get severe heartburn, feel sluggish & cranky, especially if I skipped a workout.
I no longer hid in pictures. I wanted to go shopping for smaller size clothes.
My insides were healing & it was finally showing up on the outside.
I love hearing clients like the one in this video proclaim their nonscale victories for the first time...
Everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud.
My chapter was my weight.
When I weighed 226lbs only God & my doctor knew. Then my trainer. But not one other soul.
I was ashamed. I felt weak. I felt powerless. I felt out of control on the inside and it showed on the outside. I wasn’t fooling anybody least of all myself.
I wouldn’t go to the pool or beach since I wouldn’t be caught dead in a bathing suit. I avoided reunions or any event that involved people I hadn’t seen in a long time.
I stopped being in pictures or would hide in the picture. My daughter was a great shield to hide behind. I avoided going to the doctor since I didn’t want to be weighed.
I stopped living my life. It shows in my scrapbooks. My daughter asked why I stopped scrapbooking after her 5th birthday.
I stopped because my life stopped when I got fat. I didn’t want to memorialize that time in my life.
You are only as sick as your secrets. I was very sick when I weighed 226lbs. I had diabetes, high blood pressure, my triglycerides were 700 & I was on Prozac for PMDD (PMS that makes everyone around you hide).
The layers of fat weren’t the worst part. I was trapped in my own mind, A prisoner in solitary confinement.
Then one day I told my story. And not just to one person but hundreds of people in a talk at my gym when I first became a trainer. Even worse they had a giant picture of my fatness displayed behind me for everyone to see.
It was freeing to tell my story, my secret. I shook, I cried & I blushed from embarrassment as I felt each shackle release.
Afterwards I was bombarded by women who were holding on to their secrets. They were crying and thanking me for being so brave, so real.
That was the start of a new life-giving career for me.
Reading that chapter out loud healed my mind, heart & soul. I had already lost 80lbs but the 226lb Lisa was still inside me.
I closed that chapter after reading it out loud. I finally let 226lb Lisa go. I thanked her for what she taught me, but asked her to never come back again.
I became a difference maker.
It’s never to late to rewrite your life. I have many times over. My biggest rewrite came after my weight loss journey.
I had no idea how much my story would change. I became a trainer in my forties, and moved to NYC at 48 years old after living in Arizona for nearly 3 decades. I opened up my own successful company at 45 years old.
I ran for PA President of a top Manhattan school at 49 years old & won the election even though I’d never held or ran for office.
I went from being painfully shy to speaking in front of hundreds of people on a regular basis. I found my voice at age 45 & it keeps getting louder.
I changed the characters in my story when needed. During my weight loss journey I could not hang around people who didn’t value or respect my health & fitness lifestyle. It’s no different than an alcoholic getting out of rehab & not being able to hang around her drinking buddies anymore.
When I moved to NYC I knew one person, one “friend”. He encouraged my family to move but when I arrived he became toxic to both me & my family. I held on too long because I thought I needed him since I had no one familiar here.
The familiar—the comfortable—can keep you stuck in jobs, relationships & circumstances too long. My weight loss journey taught me to get comfortable with being uncomfortable.
When I finally stepped out of my comfort zone new doors opened even when old doors slammed shut. My life truly began after I lost 80 pounds because I became the main character in my own story.
I decided I had the power to rewrite my life as many times as needed until it was truly my own.
Click on this link to hear more about rewriting your life. You are worth it.
Click the link below the workout to see how I stayed sober on St.Patty’s Day during my weight loss journey.
Earn your corned beef, cabbage & green beer! Or do this as a fasted workout the next morning to burn off all those indulgences.
Click here to find out why St.Patrick’s Day is so special for this sassy polish lass:
Raw & real entry from my personal diary during my two year transformation journey of shedding 80lbs & finally finding myself again.
A glimpse into Fit for Life
I am strong
My bear cubs
Here's to being Fit for Life
Even his mom noticed the changes
Indian run with incoming 7th graders
Working on form
Tired after beating the record for one mile
Wall of "I am"
I am equals power
Students favorite activity besides eating!
Smoothies for brain health
I am smart. I am strong.
Educating the class on sugar.
"My favorite part was working out with you"
Learned how to eat in balance.
Lunch box makeovers
Laughter best medicine
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Mighty oaks start off as acorns.