When I first began this blog in 2014 as a place to share my healthy eating and exercise insights, I never imagined that healing would become a main theme in my work. I'd always felt that exercise was a fabulous instigator for personal growth, but healing? In 2014 I didn't have much to heal from so it wasn't a topic that was on my personal or professional horizon when I began to write and share my life on social media. But sometimes life has plans that take us down a path we would never expect.
When I first met my husband, he was fresh off his first trip to the Olympics as a downhill ski racer. It was 2006 and we were both in our early twenties. At that point in time we both had no idea that he would race in three more Olympic games, and that we would be preparing for those games together as a team.
They always say that you don't truly know what to expect from motherhood until you've lived through it. This is definitely true of my experience thus far. It's better than I thought. It's harder than I thought. It's more all encompassing than I thought.
If you've ever looked at your running shoes gathering dust at your front door and thought 'I don't have the energy for a workout right now' then this post is for you.
If you've ever watched other people in your life exercise regularly and thought 'how on earth do they have the time?' then this post is for you.