Before becoming a mama (and several months into motherhood) I was VERY into fitness. My husband and I were certified NASM personal trainers, I was a Beachbody coach, and fitness was a huge part of our lives 🏋🏻♀️🧘🏻♀️.
Over time, dealing with the grips of postpartum despression, guilt, and anxiety led to a complete halt on this lifestyle for me 🚫. Sure, I attended workout classes here and there, but never really committed to anything because the guilt of being away from Nash overcame me 😿.
I'm not talking about a typical guilty feeling that one might experience when eating an extra piece of cake. I'm talking about all emcompassing, physically and mentally cannot do it GUILT 🤐.
Over the past two and a half years, my husband has tried to help me get past this numerous times, but to no avail. For some reason, a few weeks ago, something he said finally CLICKED. Literally, it was like a clicking sound or a switch in my brain 💡.
All he said was, "Go to class. And while you are there, that time is YOURS." I'm so lucky (in so many ways) that he never gives up on me 💑.
As I've been on this road to overcoming anxiety, I've slowly started incorporating fitness back into my routine. I've happily committed to a membership at a spinning studio called Rock 'N' Ryde (the bikes move, whatttt 🙀). I feel like I've rediscovered a little piece of me that I thought had been lost 💘.
So like my husband said, I go. I close my eyes, get lost in the music, and ride my little heart out. And I think about nothing else. Well, except maybe almond croissants 🥐.
Outfit deets 👇
Play Real Me High Waisted 7/8 Legging
Chill Twist High Neck Sports Bra
Omaha Top-Bar Sunglasses
Free RN Running Shoe (custom made on Nike.com)