So this is my kick off to start blogging again. I’m not sure why I stopped in the first place. Trying to do too many things or maybe I actually got a point where I was sick of fitness and trying to make it more than it was. Fitness to me has always been just a love for working out, staying in shape, being the person others can talk with about their workouts or healthy eating ideas, and just being able to encourage and motivate other people that no matter what it’s never too late to start…
OR too early for that matter. Yesterday I was able to go to the gym with my little brother- he’s going into high school and wants to be his best for the upcoming football season. Seeing him workout and being there alongside him reminded me why I love fitness in the first place. It’s about a challenge, pushing your own body (wherever it’s at) to the limit (and yes, if Mollz ever reads this she will make fun of me and my experience with going ‘to the extremes’).
I was a proud sister yesterday. Seeing him workout and pushing himself, all out of breathe with beads of sweat forming on his little face. He’s probably been to an actual gym less than 5 times but I can already see how it will positively affect him in more ways than he knows. It teaches dedication, hard work, consistency, challenges you physically and mentally and shows you what you are capable of when you don’t give up.
And that’s why I love fitness and hope others will find in it what I have. So in honor of my precious dear brother- this blog is going back up. I don’t care if it’s not read by a single person for months on end, but the chance it could get to someone and help them find a passion and strength inside themselves they didn’t know was there will make the effort worth it.
OR too early for that matter. Yesterday I was able to go to the gym with my little brother- he’s going into high school and wants to be his best for the upcoming football season. Seeing him workout and being there alongside him reminded me why I love fitness in the first place. It’s about a challenge, pushing your own body (wherever it’s at) to the limit (and yes, if Mollz ever reads this she will make fun of me and my experience with going ‘to the extremes’).
And that’s why I love fitness and hope others will find in it what I have. So in honor of my precious dear brother- this blog is going back up. I don’t care if it’s not read by a single person for months on end, but the chance it could get to someone and help them find a passion and strength inside themselves they didn’t know was there will make the effort worth it.
