This post is a hard one for me to write. I spend most of my time on social media showing you amazing restaurants and fitness classes, London experiences and all the pizza! I want to show you what’s great out there but I guess I’m guilty of not showing you enough of my lows as well as some of the incredible highs I’m fortunate enough to experience. That’s why I thought it was important to write this post to you all.
This year was declared the year of self-love and this week I’ve been struggling with that.
Those of you that follow me on Instagram will know I recently got back from a short trip to Seville. We walked almost 9 miles everyday seeing what the beautiful city had to offer but there was also an unhealthy balance of a lot of tapas and alcohol involved in the holiday. I came back feeling a little bloated and really unmotivated to step back into my healthy routine.
I started to get back into the swing of things this week where working out was concerned, two 7am workouts and a few taster classes at BXR London and I thought I was back. But the bloat wouldn’t go away.
My stomach is the area I have always criticised myself the most about. Genetically it is where I hold my weight so I have never been somebody who had abs or felt confident in a two piece. But this seemed worse than before. I couldn’t get it out of my mind and the fact that I couldn’t beat this bloat just made everything 100 times worse.
Yesterday was a rest day for me, something I have never struggled with. A day where I don’t have to workout, fine by me! Don’t get me wrong, nothing beats the endorphin rush after a really good workout but I’m happy to take a stroll around the park and 20 minutes to stretch and foam roll out my muscles instead of getting my sweat on. Yesterday was different. I couldn’t get over how much progress I felt I had lost, how all my hard work had been undone in a three day holiday. I really struggled not to go for a run (I HATE cardio!!) or pop down to the gym for a quick circuits workout.
Finally I sat myself down on my bedroom floor; crossed my legs, closed my eyes and focused on my breathing. My hard work wasn’t all undone in three days. My body was as strong as ever, I just couldn’t see passed this bloat! Something that would pass, something that was in my power to overcome. Then it hit me: scales or measurements are just numbers, remember why you do what you do. I LOVE blogging. I love sharing my life with you and hopefully giving you snippets of information to make it a tiny bit better. Whether that be a great new restaurant to try, a new fitness class to fit into your busy week or a great new healthy recipe. I love talking to you all and your emails, DMs and comments make what I do totally worth the late date nights I share with my laptop! But I guess there is the thought that there is this need, especially in the fitness industry, to have the six pack, or build that booty, to lean out and look your “very best”. I do think times and minds are changing and I love that, sometimes it’s just hard to not be so tough on yourself. Self-love Jessica, remember self-love!
Everyone is entitled to a few “off” days. Days where nothing goes your way, days where you don’t feel like yourself at all. Yes I love my body and what it is able to do. I am able to jump out of bed in the morning and rush down to my kitchen to eat breakfast (those who know me, know how excited I can get for breakfast!), I can put my body through gruelling workouts and it only fights back by getting stronger. The human body is incredible!
Just remember this…
The days where you want to give up and throw in the towel, the days where you lose all motivation or feel a little sadness over your journey. These are the days that make you stronger, these are the days that matter the most. You have to remember why you started your journey in the first place, find someone or something that inspires you to better yourself. Whether that be with education, mentally, fitness, whatever.
Find your spark! Light up that fire that pushes you to want more and go out there and get it.
All I wanted to share with you, is that days off and off days are things that everybody has. No one is immune so don’t beat yourself up over them. Let them happen and when you’re ready, come back swinging!
Until next time,