I traded my heels for a pair of Nikes
- Admin
- Jul 11, 2017
- 3 min read
Priorities matter. Up until a couple of year ago, my fitness wasn't a priority to me even if my weight and shape were. Growing up I had heard plenty of comments about my size from my class mates and no doubt many girls in their early teens still hear comments regarding their body at school which is bothersome but that is a topic for another time. This post is about me accepting the importance of physical health.
I bought these gorgeous Zara strap heels for my high school graduation and they received plenty of love. I was so fond of them and they remained in my closet for a while. I sometimes feel they weren't there for long enough but as they say you win some and loose some. That summer I stayed consistent with my training and clean eating and the results were brilliant. I felt stronger, happier and more energised. I had over used my sneakers and did so gladly as the results had never been so noticeable before throughout my entire venture or loosing weight.
The end of that summer brought many changes with itself and the most important change was me. My self perception, will and ambition had improved along with my posture, confidence and weight. At that point, the number on the scale did not matter to me as much as the way exercise made me feel. There was however the fear of losing all the progress I had made which played its part in keeping me disciplined and committed to my home workouts and later on gym.
You can change yourself if you put your mind to it. I can't emphasize this enough. I had always been the junk food lover, I could never eat vegetables and enjoy it, i never ate an apple as a snack or anything healthy for that matter. I exercised without having any goals other than to loose weight. Food was only comfort and not fuel. Food my best friend and the enemy. Finally after 3 years in high school, I had reached my limit, I couldn't go on obsessing over a number on the scale because in the end it had really just worked against me. Food restriction only led to binge eating which in turn led to stress and guilt so I turned to food once more for comfort. It was a never ending cycle until I asked myself why I allowed it to happen. The problem was that my priorities had never been right when it came to myself. I had a tendency to loose all motivation when things got tough and I had no outlet. That summer exercise became my outlet and comfort. It gave me focus. All I needed to do was wear my sneakers. I substituted food with cardio and weights when it came to dealing with stress.
I never put my long term health or goals first but when I did, things got easier. Loosing weight could never have been the long term goal. I realised it was only meant to be a by-product. After 20 pounds and plenty of research done I was ready to make it a life long habit. So I planned to joined the gym and this time I would have a better clue as to what I was doing there.
When the time came to join the gym, my sneakers were worn out and I needed new ones. Unable to afford a pair of new Nikes that year, I searched for second hand ones. Luckily I found a girl willing to exchange hers for my heels. It really came down to an easy decision (despite my great fondness for those heels). One that came from truly prioritising myself.
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