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Posted: September 23rd, 2011

You know, I’ve mentioned what my life was like before this contest started. I was just beginning to turn my life around after two years of horrible depression and anxiety. I was horribly obese, yet I had begun to manage my eating a few months before I head of Thin It to Win It… Yet I was slowly beginning to give up once more. Then, I heard of this program, and gave it a chance. I was lucky enough to be picked, and here I am now, with my life drastically altered. I do know now that I am capable of doing so much more than I gave myself credit for, and it’s a wonderful thing. Ah, and I don’t mean that my views have only changed in the ways of being healthy. No, my views on life, over all, have been changed. Life isn’t the dark, depressing thing I though it was. I’ve always had my family and friends here for me, yet the world seemed so dark and unforgiving… It was as if everything I tried never measured up to anyone’s standards and all I could do was fail. Failure was something I desperately feared. Ah, yet now I know that everyone will fail, and make mistakes… Yet what we must do is stand, brush ourselves off, and try again. If I fail, I will try again… And again, and again… Until I get it right, I will try.

I let the dark bits of the world get at me for far too long. I always knew that there was some good out there, and that if I continued to hide away in my room, I would never find it… Yet I was so anxious and such that I didn’t care to put in the effort to attempting to find it. There were far too many negatives, it seemed, especially when my fall in February of 2010 occurred. That was the final blow. I was given a chance, however, when I found my way to the chiropractor, and, many months later, got my way into physical therapy. When I did the exercises there, I was shown that, if I worked hard enough, I could change the way I felt. I would stretch my back out, and with the exercises, the pain I had seemed to melt away. The more I moved, the better I felt. I was well enough to leave physical therapy in only a few months. I continued to do the exercises, as I still do… I finally saw something good come from trying to exercise. Every time I would try before, whether it be in gym in school, or an attempt at home on my own, I would always fail. I would always feel inadequate, as if I was merely getting out of breath for nothing. Yet now, that has been changed.

Mom always told me that if I moved more, I would feel better… Yet the things I was told never really sink in back then. In one ear, out the other… In my head, I would think, “Yeah, sure I’ll feel better. I’ve tried, Mom, and I feel worse.” I just wasn’t doing it right. Now that I am, I can agree with her now. I guess I had to find out on my own, because I was too negative to listen. I still get that way… Yet I’m trying to improve on it. Before, I thought that things would just come running when I wished them on, and, in all truth, I didn’t know much about hard work. Yet I know now that, just because you want something doesn’t mean the world is going to stop what it’s doing to hand you it. I have to push myself, to work as hard as I can for the things I want in life. I know I’ll never be a skinny supermodel, (not that I really ever want to be one, anyway), yet I do want to be healthy. I want to be able to go for a mile or two run in the morning to start my day and not pass out halfway through due to exhaustion. There are so many amazing people out there who can do such things, and I do envy them… Yet I can’t sit back and wish I was like them. No, I have to work hard enough, to get myself to that point with determination. For some reason, I always thought that, “Oh, I can go for a 10 minute walk and maybe I’ll magically start running and lose 10 lbs…” No, no, it’s not that easy, and I’m idiotic for thinking that it would be. Oh well, I know now, and what is in the past, is in the past.

The present and the future are what I will dwell on now. I always talk about what happened last year and the year before… Yet what happened then can’t be changed, and it doesn’t matter. It’s what I do with the time I have that matters. The world could end tomorrow, and everything would be gone. Could you sit back and say that you decided to drastically alter your life for the better? I can. I can say that I did my best, and as long as I’m up and running, that’s all I’ll ever do. We can be beaten by darkness, thrown to our knees and made to beg, or we can take a stand and fight our way back to the light. I know I must always keep moving forward, because going back would be pointless. “If you fall off the horse, get back on.” Why would anyone want to just sit there in the dirt, feeling sorry for themselves? I used to do that, and there are days when I still feel like all I want to do is crawl into a corner and just cry. Ah, yet I get those emotions out, wipe my eyes, and head back on out. Ah, and for the people who support me, and who have helped change my life, that have helped me realize this (even though it took me a while)… Thank you.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate… Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond all measure. ” – Unknown, inspired by Shanna

Posted: September 16th, 2011

Ah, another week gone by…

I must say, time isn’t going any slower… Yet the days do just keep getting better. Every day I wake up with a big smile on my face, which only wavers when I move about to shake the soreness from the previous day off. Ah, that constant soreness… It is diminishing with every workout I do. Ah, yet I did kick my own butt this week. Four classes in one day, three of them being directed by Todd? I earned by sore muscles well.

It’s amazing, you know, how I’ve been able to keep at this the way I have. Before all of this started, I would wake up, either depressed, angry, or just dreading the day to come. I would shove whatever food I could find in my face for comfort, (which I never really found with said food), and I would just… Exist. Everything I tried seemed to fail, and I only blamed myself and hid myself away from the world. Before this all started, I was a dreadful person, I think. Yet now, I awaken, leap out of bed, and I’m always ready to head to the gym. I push myself to my very limits each and every day, and to find that my limits continue to exapnd, that I can do so much more, is exciting.

I’m a happier person, even when I’m so exhausted that I can barely walk after workouts. The soreness is welcomed. As I’ve been told to see it, I am my own artisit, and I am the one to sculpt my own body, to work my muscles into what I want them to be. Being a lover of art, such a view is wonderful. I love to draw, and getting an image correct is always tough, especially for a perfectionist. It takes time, effort, concentration, and yet you need to know when to take a break and relax a bit before jumping back in. That s how I’m viewing this competition. Ah, actually, I view it for the way I want to be in general. Not just physically… I’m working hard on the mental, as well. I don’t hesitate as much as I once did. I don’t let little things get to me. My anxiety no longer runs my life… I do. While I’ll always have slight setbacks, (which will happen, because I’m only human), I’m determined to keep pushing forward, and to never give up.

I always used to give in when it came to anything daunting, especially when it included physical straing and whatnot. No more. The old Rita is getting the boot… The new me is bursting forth.

Posted: September 9th, 2011
You know, as the weeks tick by, I can almost imagine that this wonderful experience might just go on forever… Yet at the same time, I’ve realized that it will come to an end. Sure, I’ll being heading back to the gym at the end of this all, win or lose… Yet I’m not sure if everything will be the same. I guess it’s ok though… I’ve still made amazing friends and had so much fun, and there’s still a few weeks left to go!
I have, however, been having difficulty with my food intake over the past few days. I’ve been finding it oddly easy to give in to tempting, sugary snacks… Of course, I’ve resisted as much as I can, don’t get me wrong, yet the smallest slip-ups always make me feel horrid. I know that things still seem quite daunting, and for anyone of the girls reading this, or to anyone, really, I’d like to share something I read long ago. It can be used for this competition… OR anything else in life, really.
“Without errors, there are no victories.
Without hard work, there are no accomplishments.
If you don’t try, there is no hope.
Without an effort, there is no pride.
Without learning to fall, you cannot get back up.
Without a challenge, there is no objective.
Without dedication, there is no passion.
Without a will, there is no way.
Without hope, there is no chance.”
Posted: September 2nd, 2011

Time flies when you’re having fun, doesn’t it? I know I say it every week, yet it’s true. I can’t believe I have come this far. I submitted an essay so long ago, thinking that I would probably never hear about it again… Yet then I recieved the call for an interview. I thought I was so fortunate to get that far… To push further seemed like a stretch. I thought, ‘no way I’ll be picked…’ Even though I really wanted to. When I recieved the call from Lisa asking if I wanted to be one of the contestants, I was so overjoyed that I cried. Nothing had ever happened like that! Yet that seems like a lifetime ago, really.

And yet, it doesn’t seem like that long ago at all. Funny how things can be like that, huh? When I started this whole competition, I hadn’t really anticipated the struggles I would face, or even what fun I’d have. Never in my life did I think that I would enjoy exercise, and yet I do. I find any bit of fun I can when working out, and it isn’t hard to find. Something else I didn’t anticipate were the friends I would gain in the process of this all. Every morning, I wake up with a grin on my face, and I can’t wait to see the other girls. I’ll always chime a ‘good morning!’ hoping that I’ll help start their morning with a smile. They’ve all done so amazingly, as well, and I have learned so much from them in the process.

All I can say is that I hope these friendships and good times will continue long after this competition. I know I won’t be going anywhere when it’s all over. Keep it up, everyone!

Posted: August 25th, 2011

Time needs to seriously slow down! I feel like this 12 weeks just keeps slipping further and further away… I don’t have any idea of what I’ll do when it’s all over. I have so much fun whenever I’m in the gym… Even when we’re ‘keeping up the intensity’ in Todd’s class. The pain is becoming easier to deal with, and it’s routine to switch up my pace in classes. Yes, I have struggled with health issues over the past few weeks, yet, while working out, I don’t even think about those things. The gym has become one of those rare places where I can just relax my mind and get into the rythm of whatever we’re doing. I have few worries there, and that’s rare for me.

Posted: August 18th, 2011

Things in this program are going by way too quickly… It needs to slow down! In all truth, I don’t think I ever want this to end. Waking up bright and early to go and work out has become a joy for me. The gym has actually become an escape for me, to get away from the constant stress caused by others at home. If I could do it without getting so tired, I think I would stay at Flab to Fab all day and do all of the classes. Ah, yet I think I would probably die if I tried that, haha.

I have to say though, I’m feeling a little stronger every day, even with some persistant health issues. I can’t really see a difference in my appearance, yet others are always telling my how different I look. The other girls in the competition are looking amaIng, and doing amazing… It all really astounds me. Everyone keeps up with everything, and it can be so tough… Yet everyone sticks to it and does wonderfully.

I really can say that, at the end of this all, win or lose, I’ll still take so much away. I’m becoming a better, stronger, healthier individual, and I’ve gained so many wonderful friends from this event. To thank Lisa or anyone else a trillion times would never be enough.

Posted: August 11th, 2011

I can’t believe how time has flown by… This whole program has been so spectacular, so fun… Just a few weeks ago, I viewed exercise as a painful, dreadful activity that I just despised. Now, I’m up every day, early in the morning, full of energy, ready to head to the gym. I’m always excited to get in and start working, no matter how much of the burn I end up feeling, no matter how much I sweat… I push myself as hard as I can, and I always enjoy it. Hey, with the support from my family and the amazing girls at the gym, how could I not do well?

The big thing is, I’m finally beginning to see results. Whenever I tried to lose weight before, I would only feel terrible, never better. Now, I feel stronger, and I can see a change in my appearance. I’ve dropped a pant size, even! My severe anxiety is also slowly beginning to fall under my control; I’m not nervous to head into the gym, I’m beginning to talk to more and more people for once… I’m not even afraid to break it down in Zumba! Ah, I do love my Zumba. That class brings forth the epitome of my exercise-induced happiness. I actually go through each of the songs with a huge grin on my face. Ah, how I love it all.