Posts Tagged ‘life’

Who’s Your Guru?

October 13, 2009

I read the tragic story of the Spiritual Warrior retreat held by James Arthur Ray, where 2 people died, and 19 were taken to the hospital after being in a sweat lodge. This was a 5 day retreat where people paid 10,000 dollars (that is NOT a typo folks) a head. Quick math, that would be 2000 dollars per day. Why??? What possible knowledge could be imparted, that would be worth 2000 dollars per day? A once in a lifetime vacation or experience may be worth that. But paying someone else to look for answers about what my life is supposed to be about? Don’t freakin’ think so!!

Now that’s a weird statement coming from a Health Empowerment Coach. There is a difference…I help clients find what they need within themselves, as opposed to looking for answers outside of themselves. People want the quick fix, the easy way out, so they want to be handed the answers. And people spend big bucks for that promise of getting those answers, a promise that rarely delivers.

How do I know this? I was one of those people. I never paid 2000 bucks a day, but I didn’t have it. If I did, who knows…but I can’t honestly say I wouldn’t have. I tried all kinds of diets, programs, shakes, supplements, gyms, personal trainers, exercise equipment, and classes. AND…they all cost money, and none worked. Why? There’s a few reasons: #1, I wanted the quick fix and didn’t get it, so I gave up; #2 Boredom with programs, and lack of coordination in exercise classes got the better of me #3, my self esteem was so bad that I couldn’t deal with the scale, another device of extreme torture. If I was weighing myself, I’d get on the scale numerous times during the day, because of course I must have lost weight during the day, if even an ounce or two. If someone else was weighing me in, the subsequent statements which followed were just more torments: “Oh guess you had a bad week”; “Hmmm, you only lost 1/2 of a pound”; “Are you following the program correctly?”, etc. The lack of self esteem also made me prey to those skinny personal trainers I wanted desperately to look like, so I took their word as law, only to find out later after injuries and bad information, that they probably knew little more than I did, they just looked a lot better. {By the way…always do your own homework and ask lots of questions when hiring a trainer. NEVER assume they know what they are doing.}

There is no quick fix…it took me a long time to realize that. I put the care of my body into other people’s hands, people that told me I would achieve all my goals and make my life infinitely better, by listening to what they had to say, by following their program, by using their product. All my gurus, and I followed them faithfully and blindly, believing their every promise, because they would provide what I didn’t have, which was the life I dreamed, the happiness I sought, and the seemingly elusive body I desperately wanted. Those things, I learned, are not found in a bottle, but from within.

So who’s your guru? Think long and hard about that, because the guru you should be listening to the most is yourself.

Health and happiness,
~T*

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Mirror, Mirror

October 2, 2009

My love/hate relationship with the mirror has been a longstanding one. I would pull things out of my closet to try to find clothes to wear, and nothing would ever look good enough on me, or it made me look too fat, or it just wasn’t right. I was never happy with how I looked, and inevitably my whole closet would be on the floor in a heap, with me in a heap alongside of it, in tears. Needless to say, my self esteem was not so good. When you don’t look the way you are “supposed” to look, as deemed by societal standards, people judge you, men don’t show interest in you, and it gets to you after a while. When I went out, I tried to put a good face on it, but inside I’d always question myself – What if no one talks to me? What if everyone in the room is skinny and beautiful? Then I’d get that happy thought that maybe I’ll get there, and there will be someone heavier than me. That kind of thinking is just about the lowest that you can get. Clothes shopping? Fuggetaboutit! The fitting room was a polite name for torture chamber with mirrors. I always thought that putting those funhouse mirrors in there that made you look tall and thin would be a great idea.

When I started to align my mind and my body with who I was and who I wanted to be, the mirror stopped being a source of frustration to me. I started to accept myself for all the good qualities I had, and when I looked in the mirror, my mantra became: “Today I am the best that I can be, I love myself for who I am, and I continue to get better every day.” I now apply that mantra to all areas of my life.

No matter what your goals, plans, dreams and hopes are, believe that you’ll get there. But the most important step, number 1, is loving yourself. You can do it! Now go, give yourself a hug…

Health and happiness,

~T*

Hello World!!!!!!!!!

September 20, 2009

Here I am, a blogger.  A new foray for me, but what better way to get the word out to the masses.  I am an unlikely blogger, as I am a huge procrastinator, but that’s also one of the reasons I waited until I was turning 40 to take off all the weight I started accumulating as a kid.  I’m a big saver, too, a pack-rat, if you will. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize that when I was “saving” all that weight, I was losing myself in the process.  So at the age of 40, I decided to find “me”.

Honestly my procrastination issues have gotten much better, and I don’t feel the need to save things as much as I did (both people and things), but as they say – old habits die hard, and I work at keeping in shape and honing my organizational skills every day.  But I’m a Certified Personal Trainer, a Health Empowerment Coach…I help people set goals and get results.  Yep, my double-edged sword.  My life experience makes me great at what I do.  It also keeps me working at it just as hard as the people I work with.  I have the same triggers, issues, and concerns I’ve always had.  The only difference between then and now is how I look at them and how I deal with them.

My journey from then til now?…  Well that’s a story I shall unfold, and hopefully this blog will make others realize that the journey is MORE meaningful than the destination.  Even when you’ve “arrived”, aren’t there always further places to go?  Absofreakinlutely!!!  See ya soon!

Health and happiness, ~T*