Day 60 // #‎instalessonlearned



The last few weeks have provided a few mental challenges and my mind has strayed from some personal goals.

For no particular reason, I felt a sense of renewal yesterday and recommitted my mind and body to positive thoughts and energy. With that, I awoke at 4:55 AM ready to begin my Saturday. After breakfast, laundry and several emails, I hopped in the car and headed for the studio.

The quiet, cool morning welcomed me with open arms. As I unloaded my car, the fresh air reminded me to slow down my thoughts and enjoy the peacefulness – just what I needed prior to my workout.

But quickly my surroundings changed – music pounding, heart racing, sweat dripping, muscles shaping. Ahhhh…there could not be a better feeling! As members began trickling in, it was time to wrap up my workout. Wait…let me just video a few TRX Rows. Maybe I’ll post it on Instagram – after all it has been awhile.

Low to the ground, my arms were on fire pulling and releasing. As one of my all time favorite moves, I’m not sure I would ever tire from doing them. Kendra filmed about 9 seconds worth and then it was time to move on. Emails were calling my name and members were anxious to sweat.

Arriving home several hours later, Gia scrambled down the stairs to admonish me for posting such a video on Instagram. “Mom, why did you post that video with your bald head?” she questioned with gritted teeth. “Umm…because…” was all I could respond with. “Mom, my friends follow you. Now they will see you without hair!” she exclaimed. “Oh…” I replied as my head sunk into my hands.

Gia then proceeded to tell me she logged into my account and blocked her friends so they could not see the video. Ugh!

Breathe, I told myself. Her friends…furthest from my mind. Quite the reminder that not everyone is OK with how I look. Lesson learned – BIG lesson learned.

“I’m sorry, Gia,” I whispered as we hugged.

“It’s OK, Mom. Just cover your head the next time. I think you are beautiful. But I’m not sure what my friends will think.” she murmured.

And she is right. They are only 11, after all.