"Who am I?" "What's my purpose?" "What am I supposed to be doing with my life?" These are phrases commonly associated with adolescence, the struggle of high school, or even the endless possibilities of college.
But these were questions I was asking myself in my late 20's, happily married to a professional baseball player, new mom to the most beautiful daughter in the world, seemingly living my dream life. What was wrong with me?
At the time, I just assumed I had changed. I assumed my personality had changed. I delighted in my role as a wife and mother, but accepted that there was nothing outside of that for me. Any dreams or passions I use to have were gone.
Here's the thing, contrary to many people's experiences, high school and college were some of the best years of my life. I was a straight-A student, All-American athlete at the University of Florida, involved in community service and church, and I was surrounded by my best friends all the time.
I knew exactly who I was and where I was going. I had a very clear sense of purpose and direction. My confidence was at a high, some may say it was too high! : ) I was competitive and passionate, I was disciplined and fun. I felt like I was living up to all God intended me to be.
And then I graduated college, worked as a personal trainer for a year, married my husband, and we did baseball life. We traveled around the country, met incredible friends, and experienced unforgettable moments together.
But I wasn't DOING anything, and slowly, without being aware, I started changing in to a person I didn't recognize. I had become lazy and unmotivated. I was complacent. I was boring.
This slow descent started in early 2009, and lasted until January 2014, two months after giving birth to my twin boys. All the years before, I had been able to ignore the longing to do more, the desire to be more, but neck-deep in diapers, and bottles, and toys, and breast pumps, and sleepless nights, I was desperate for something that was all my own.
Fitness had always been important to me, but with 3 children, 2 years old and under, I knew I wouldn't make it to the gym anymore. I had heard about Beachbody's fitness programs and the coaching opportunity in the past, but had never been interested. Finally, I decided I should try an at-home program, and if I was going to do it, I might as well become a coach and see if others wanted to do it with me.
I had zero expectations and a ton of doubt, but almost immediately, I began to change. I felt my "old" self start to emerge. By investing 30 minutes in to myself through fitness, and sharing my journey with others, I became empowered. I felt passionate and competitive. By practicing self-discipline in this one area, I found discipline in other areas of my life, as well.
In short, becoming a Beachbody coach has changed me from the inside-out. My Beachbody transformation is so much more than physical, it's emotional and spiritual, as well. I thought God was done using me outside of my family. I thought I didn't have any influence anymore. I thought my fun, confident, inspiring years were behind me.
I was wrong. So wrong. I feel more like the wife, mother, and woman God created me to be than I ever have. I know with certainty I am doing what He has called me to do. And the best part? I am having a blast doing it.
If you are looking for a purpose, for companionship, for confidence, or for your calling to help people, please contact me. I can't wait to help you get started!
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