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I did 6 full sit-ups today. Doesn’t sound like allot does it? Sounds piffy and trite. 6 sit ups. Everyone else did 20. I only did 6.

Words can have so much power when you give them a chance. When you chose to phrase them a certain way. When you allow negativity to leech away your power, your self-esteem, your joy and your peace. Words can be a complete bastard sometimes. But only when you let them.

I only did 6 sit ups today. Everyone else could do 20.

Then again….

I only did 6 sit ups today, which is 6 more than I could do last week.

Everyone else did 20, and I am only 14 away from that. Everyone else has been doing this for many, many years. I have been doing this since 13 May, with a 3 week lung hiatus in between.

I have been doing this for roughly 3 months. And I can now do 6 full sit-ups.

I can do knee touching ground lunges.

I can squat like a girl trying to pee in long grass.

I can burpee. Badly – with almost no coordination. But I can burpee.

I can climb 9 flights of stairs. Slowly. With purpose and a heaving chest. But I can climb 9 flights of stairs and only stop once.

I can go to gym every single working day. And I can laugh and find joy and tease the other ladies and sweat and not care what I look like and shake like a tonsil and wound a hip and smile.

Smile as if the whole world is at peace.

Because today I am one step closer.

Closer to Fitness.

Closer to Strong.

Closer to Acceptance.

Closer to Love.

Closer to God.

Closer to Me.

Sometimes, you find the place you were meant to find. And it is filled with people that you were meant to find. Sometimes, God is very obvious.

#RedemptionFitnessCentre.

#ArranMckenzie.

10 reasons to subscribe and like my blog!

10 reasons to subscribe and like my blog:

  1. If you know me, you know that I am fabulous. I certainly tell you that often enough for you to have been brainwashed.
  2. If you don’t know me, trust me when I tell you that I am fabulous. Really, really fabulous. No really. I promise. Take my word for it.
  3. I have freckles and dyed brown originally ginger hair and green eyes. Witchy witch anyone. No not really. Just cursed blessed with never really being able to love the sun. Or sunshine. Or midday activities in the middle of summer.
  4. I am not always sarcastic. Sometimes I am eating. And sleeping. But when I am sarcastic, I am funny as CRAP! You should stick around just for that show.
  5. I have been described as ‘Different’. With a capital D…. ‘Different’ lends itself to entertainment and laughter and deep soulful ‘stuff’.
  6. Did you see the bit about Freckles? The thing people don’t realize is just how many (read ALL) freckled people are awesome. I call it freckle blindness. Name one person you know with freckles? You can’t can you. You stop seeing the freckles because you are blinded by the relative awesomeness of that person. Now think of that one truly awesome person you know? I bet you anything they have freckles.
  7. I have a menagerie. A medium sized barely controlled menagerie that provides fodder for many a blog post. Like this one. Or this one. Or even this one. Sometimes it is funny. Sometimes it is sad. Sometimes it is just in passing. But always know this. My animals are part of what makes my soul shine.
  8. My cat is on YouTube. Just by association that makes me fabulous / awesome / the best thing since avo chocolate mousse.
  9. My family and friends are …. Quirky…. Yes quirky. That I what I am going with. Soooo much fodder.
  10. I am convinced that I am going to be famous one day. When I am, you can be one of the souls that say you were around when I only had 10 subscribers…. Well more famous that I am now anyway.
  11. Bonus point – I really am fabulous.
  12. Extra bonus point – Freckles.
  13. Extra Extra bonus point – cat on YouTube. A ginger one.

Rewire your brain…

The subconscious mentality of a fat person as written by a reformed fatty…

I cannot park in that small parking bay-there won’t be enough space for me to get out of my car.

When in a crowded shopping mall – I will automatically give a wider bit of way because my idea of how large I actually am is exaggerated.

When dishing up food – I will dish up more for myself than I actually need because my idea of how much food I need is skewed.

When cooking for guests – I will always make more than necessary because I believe everyone eats the same amount of food as I do.

When trying on clothing – I will unconsciously pick sizes too large for me because that is how large I think I am.

When buying a handbag – I will get the largest one there. Not because I know that at least then it is in proportion to my body but actually because my brain tells me to go large – because I am fat.

When buying jewellery – I will go for the largest, chunkiest pieces because surely I can’t possibly wear anything fine and delicate as it will look funny.

You get the idea ne?

So every day, I make a conscious effort to think like a thin person and I attempt to rewire my brain.

So far I have gotten the following …

My portions are automatically smaller-and instead of having 2 potatoes because I am hungry, I have 1 plus a tomato. Or 3 tomato’s. I love  tomato’s.

When faced with a block of oh so yummy chocolate – I have 1 or 2 blocks. Because, actually, that is all I really wanted in the first place.

When buying clothing – I purposefully take a size smaller than I think I am. And 9 times out of 10 – it fits.

When parking – I don’t skip the parking bay squashed in between two idiots in SUV’s who think the demarcated lines should be half a millimeter from their tyres because I don’t think I will be able to get out of my car. I channel thin person and I contort but I can get out.

When faced with a slightly open sliding door (open enough for a thin person) – I don’t automatically make it wider. I fit. Because I do.

You get the idea ne?

Change the way you see things.

Change your reality.

Rewire your brain.

Just do it.

It works.

I promise.