I wanted to get this post out last week and instead the holidays had me joyfully hanging with family, training, and not eating Thanksgiving with all the trimmings. It is the week before fight week. Anticipation is running high for me as well as a scramble to get in the last bits of training, set up subs for my class schedule while I am gone and manage prepping a few weeks of LVA online content that can’t be done while my sis and I are separated by an ocean.
It may seem silly that I wax poetic about my sponsors, however I am truly indebted to them for helping make this trip possible. They run and operate companies I am proud to be affiliated with and often buy services/products from. If you haven’t checked them out yet please do. You might be needing just the thing that they offer and you are getting an A++ recommendation from me to use their services and/or buy their products. You can see all my sponsors here.
I am also going to wax poetic about you too. That is right, YOU! Honestly this journey wouldn’t be much fun if I wasn’t able to share each step of the way with you and be encouraged and supported by you. I love how you champion me on in my dreams and I wouldn’t be here without your awesomeness in my life. Thank you!
Weight cutting in a word IS willpower. When you sandwich a food holiday right in the middle of your weight cut you are double stacking the need for motivation, commitment, and willpower. You must DECIDE that there is no option other than hitting the gym, eating your veggies and protein, hitting the gym again, and then sweating off a little more in yoga. You know that you WILL dream about food, your analogies and metaphors will include food sure as white on rice, pretty much every conversation you have will indirectly (or directly) end up being about food. In the end you have to want to fight and win more than you want to eat.
And then in that moment (after an entire weekend of having your willpower tested over, and over, AND OVER) that you break and cut the crust off of the smallest piece of pumpkin pie and eat the filling with 1 tsp of whipped cream on it, savoring each bite for many minutes, you must have grace with yourself. You did well. You fought the toughest fight and you gave your best. The pumpkin pie might have beaten you but the girls in Brazil will NOT!
So just hit the road and run another mile…the weight is melting off. Like really yummy milk chocolate fondue with shortbread.