Fitness and Intention

How many of us have started our fitness journey and ended it just as fast?

I first started working out in my late teenage years. I honestly can’t remember exactly what age, but I do recall my intentions. There was this desire to look like the “perfect” women I saw on television with a tiny waist, sculpted ass, and lean legs. What I didn’t recognize at the time is my body type was inherited from a lineage of Punjabi women who came before me. We naturally have wider hips and thicker thighs. It was confusing as a teenager to want a skinnier build and work endlessly to try to achieve that.

Of course with such artificial reasons driving what I thought was me being healthy, it didn’t last long. The next time I did my 10,000 hours in the gym was at University. I would hit the gym with a couple of my friends and we would spend our evenings squatting because the new trend was me. Society was now telling me that my body type was in demand and I should work on making my ass and thighs my greatest asset. Off I went sweating for the wrong reasons. AGAIN.

It wasn’t until I hit 26 that all of the work I had been doing mentally and spiritually started to influence and intersect with how I saw fitness. Fitness morphed from this body driven goal to a wellness one. And. My. God. Do you know what it feels like to have things clear up after a storm? That is exactly how I…