Have you had your “f^ck it!” moment?

Once upon a time…

Screenshot from Star Wars that says, "A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away..."

I had a life-changing epiphany.

It was 2020.

I had been locked down in my 1 bedroom apartment for 3 weeks:

The never-ending stress and anxiety was eating away at my brain.
The very sudden lack of fresh air, walking, and general movement was making my body weak, achy, and listless.
The stark realization that our federal government was absolutely ready to sacrifice people’s lives as completely disposable had destroyed my spirit.

It was a terrible time. Maybe you remember it? (A mere 3.5 years ago. Or was it 72 years ago? Who’s to say?!)

Something had to give. Like, yesterday.

I stopped doom scrolling Twitter and trying to collect ALL THE INFORMATION. (Yes, being informed and knowledgeable helps my anxiety… to a degree. THIS was not doing that.)

And instead, I filled that time trying to find exercises I could do

in a tiny space,
with little to no equipment,
that was do-able for my very out-of-practice body and
completely ravaged nervous system.

…

Key word: TRYING.

Everything I found was… just not it.

Then, if I found anything close to what I needed, it was dripping with diet culture and body shaming.

DID THEY NOT UNDERSTAND THE CIRCUMSTANCES WE WERE IN?! THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD IS FIGHTING FOR OUR LIVES! I DO NOT CARE ABOUT LOVE HANDLES, YOU DIPSHIT!

Everything was focused on fat burning, tummy toning, calorie scorching, booty blasting bullshit.

But my body wasn’t the problem here.

Neither was my (in)ability to go harder.

Nor was my complete dis-interest in pushing through.

In fact… maybe… it NEVER WAS?!

And I knew from a lifetime of lived experience that moving my body could help–even just a little–with my current problems. But NOT if I was going to be blamed & shamed through all of it!

I realized that if I just kept looking to regular fitness advice, I would keep getting judged, and taught that it has to be a whole event and done perfectly, and I’d keep finding myself stuck in the on/off cycle of going hard, and then burning out.

Like so many of us, I had spent my life trying to play by the health and fitness rules only to realize it really wasn’t aging well. Nor was it very flexible in times of crisis.

My epiphany? If I wanted to make movement a feasible part of my life for the rest of my life, I couldn’t keep playing by regular fitness advice. I’d have to deviate.

In that moment, I said, “FUCK IT! I’LL DO IT MYSELF!”

So that’s what I did.

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And that brings me to YOU.

How has traditional fitness advice aged for and with you?
How flexible and accommodating does it feel in times of crisis (which is somehow just all the time, now?!)?
How feasible is it for you right now?
Has it ever been feasible, accommodating, or accessible to you?
Can you keep doing what you’ve been doing… for the rest of your life?
Do you think moving your body could help–even just a little bit–right now?
Are you ready to deviate?

Are you ready to say, FUCK IT, YOU’LL DO IT YOURSELF?!

I invite you to learn more about my 1:1 Intuitive Fitness Coaching program here, and book a free 30 minute consultation call so we can figure out what deviating looks like for you.