I used to do incline situps with a 25 pound weight while alternating oblique twists. Post c-section...I'm proud of this little win, a victory off the scale. 5 inclined situps. I was aiming for one!
In 2007, I accomplished something most people never do. I lost 115 pounds the old-fashioned way. No gimmicks, no fad diets. I got in the "drivers seat" with my brain, I moved my body, fueled it as best I could. Over time, I learned to appreciate my body at every size and shape, and to find gratitude the simplest of moments. I learned the value of rest for both mind and body. I truly found my "sweet spot" for optimal health, and I called it my Moxie. I stayed in that "place" for almost 10 years and worked as a NASM Certified Personal Trainer for about 5 years as a way of not only paying it forward to help others but to keep my life active. I promised myself I would never "go back. Looking back, it was because I was afraid. Afraid I wouldn't have the strength or the Moxie to do it again. Turns out it was just a dress rehearsal. Fast forward to 2019 and I am still digging through the ashes of a few disastrous years to find my Moxie agai...
I have been thinking about starting another blog for quite some time. Actually, if you notice my posted dated Thursday, March 14, 2013, it has been about 6 years. Ironic huh? I did have a good run with the moxiebymichele blog but then it changed a couple of more times, and then my life story had a huge plot twist, and everything got turned upside down and shaken - like a snow globe. I still feel like I am grasping for the pieces still left floating in the air. I am not the same woman I was before it all happened. Before I took a huge leap back in to the Mommy ring, only to be beaten several times by miscarriage, and finally the rare chance of a chromosomal mutation. For more on that you can read www.willamichele.blogspot.com . Although bereavement and grief have drastically altered by body and mind, in a way that I can't explain they have also forged something new in me - something so significant that could only come thro...
Posted in Moxie Memoirs on 03/28/2018 Some weeks I feel like a rock star. Food (the constant thinking and eating of it) and finding time for exercise come effortlessly. I set out to follow my plan designed to reach my goals and it seems to intuitively come together. I feel a little bit like my authentic self..my body and soul in harmony. It’s a feeling of wholeness that I can’t explain but savor when I find it. Some weeks..not so much. Weeks like this last one – no matter how I try or plan I find I can’t quite reach that. Things happen and crowd out my plans. The Gremlins start smack-talking about my worth and willpower and suddenly I’ve faded in to the background of my own life. My tendency is to default to feeling like a failure - and I’m trying to pause before my brain absorbs that and invites more Gremlins to the table. Truth is – life isn’t perfect and with all I have going on, setbacks are inevitable. I’ve learned to be prepared for them. In ord...
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