FITNESS DEPRIVATION IS A REAL THING

Throughout the past two years, I have been on a stringent, structured fitness and health journey. My GOAL is to stand on a stage, in a fancy, sparkly bikini and clear high heels and show my success off in the midst of other like minded/like-figured women. I have been following fitness pages, apps and have been working with a personal trainer, who encourages me, adapts to my needs and strives to help me be “ready” for this challenge. I know these competitions aren’t for “everyone”, but I am goal driven and this is ultimately where I want to see my successes and gains go.

I am an older lady, turning 49 this March, and I have a mission to complete before I am 50. Every day, prior to January 25, I wake up at 5:15 am, jump into my training clothes and head to my home gym in our house. I LIVE for these workouts! I am starting to see my muscles and body change and my diet and attitude have followed suit, and I have become stronger and much more “athletic” than I have ever been in my life.

On January 25th, I had a procedure done on my “lady parts”, which I had been dreading since December when they informed me that there were cancer cells living in my body. I had to go in, and have the bad cells and surrounding tissues removed. Of course, the C word terrified me to the core, but I am willing to do whatever it takes to be healthy.

The morning of my procedure, I rose out of bed at 5:15 as per usual, and went to complete my workout for the day. I ran 5 km on the treadmill, and then spent over an hour lifting…