I began to Spin in 2010.
It wasn't until after my second son, Easton that I really needed to work out. I had moved to Miami with my ex-husband in 2007 and I had just miscarried. It was a whirlwind of emotion. Moving, leaving my job, friends, family and my home of ever to go to this new place that was huge and hot and where I didn't know a soul!
I was 13 weeks into my pregnancy just before we were moving when we found out our little person didn't make it. I had gained weight very easily with this one. I think it was nerves about the move and well because, I was pregnant, why not eat... so I did.
No friends, no family. No job and 15 lbs heavier than anticipated. I was in a new place where everyone was "seemingly" perfect. Beach bodies, dark skin, sexy accents; everyone was going somewhere, doing something, buying this, that or going to a bootcamp, a gym, you name it. And me? I was unpacking (a house) a lot of sadness and anxiety and trying to wrap my head around how my life had suddenly changed so fast.
I didn't look like them. Those woman had those bodies that you see on tv. (the boobs!) And suddenly, I felt like I was just in such a wrong place within myself. I was a ghost compared to their luxurious, dark skin. I was a heavy (in my mind I was) Canadian girl in a very unusual l place. I didn't look like I used to or wanted to.
I had to work out.
I had to get into shape. I had to fit in. I had to have that ass and those perfect legs for shorts (because even though I was living in Miami, I wasn't wearing them)
So I found myself at a bootcamp in a park on a Saturday morning with this trainer who I thought was trying to kill me with her burpees and pushups and her thick Spanish accent making me do UNO, DOS, TRES jump squats (to the point where I was dizzy and wanting to never ever ever do that again)
So, I went back.
And I went back again. Gruelling workouts in 90 degree weather. Rain or shine I managed to test my perseverance and my will and my ex husbands bank account. (you guys have no idea how much it costs to work out in Miami..)
I had lost all that chubbiness and was getting tanned and was meeting friends and life was good! I was embracing my place in our little nook of Florida when the unthinkable happened....