2015 was my biggest year to date. It was the year I decided to compete, start this blog, pursue powerlifting, invest myself appropriately, start my fitness certs, learn to be vulnerable, write an article that was read 60k times, share my story, take 34873 photos of my puppy, and last but definitely not least…
It was the year I actually started to appreciate the totality of my body, regardless of my body weight, after 4 long years.
Crazy, crazy, crazy. But so damn cool.
I’m going to keep this short (equivalent of my height short, mwuaha), but if I were to give you a piece of advice for the next year, its this:
Go for it.
Literally just that, fucking go for it. Whatever the heck that is.
If I didn’t compete I wouldn’t have started this blog.
If I didn’t start this blog I wouldn’t have connected so easily with others from around the world.
If I didn’t connect with others around the world I wouldn’t have had the same platform to share my story.
If I didn’t share my story my article wouldn’t have circulated so many times on the internet.
If I didn’t write that article I would still have a huge fear of being vulnerable.
If I didn’t learn to be a little vulnerable I wouldn’t have the people in my life that I do now.
If I didn’t have those people then I wouldn’t have been encouraged to try my luck at powerlifting.
If I didn’t try my luck at powerlifting I wouldn’t have had the platform to start appreciating my body on a different level.
If I didn’t start to appreciate my body and celebrate who I am, both intrinsically and extrinsically, I wouldn’t be the same girl you see today.
And my god, I am happy. A work in progress, always, but so happy.
Its true that everything works out in the end guys, good and bad. I had my share at both this year, a lot of good choices paired with a lot of mistakes which led to a whole lot of learning (like, a lot). And I’ll be honest with you, all of these things have one thing in common…
For the most part, I really had no fucking clue what I was doing or where it would lead.
You just kind of figure it all out along the way sometimes, and that’s okay. Some of these things I STILL don’t know which direction they will take me in, and that’s okay as well. I had no idea powerlifting was my outlet after competing in bodybuilding, my chance to talk without actually speaking through weights. It took 4 months for me to see what value it held, and 4 months of just trusting it would be beneficial to my life. A process in itself, but a process that is necessary with each decision to make a change. Try and remember this for 2016 and don’t let is discourage you.
Take a leap of faith. Travel, compete, powerlift, leave your job, end negative relationships, literally step into the unknown. All cliche, yes, but they really do have merit.
Live it, and please, try and trust it.
Thank you all for an amazing year. Thank you to those who have grown with me. Thank you for encouraging me to share my journey. Thank you for appreciating my love for writing and allowing me to embrace it. Thank you for tuning in and reading a piece of me in this blog even with the bad jokes and copious amounts of dog pictures (they’re going to keep coming though, soz).
All my love X
3 thoughts on “A Bittersweet Farewell To 2015”
You’re so inspirational Schae. I love reading your posts, Thank you for being you xox
Wonderful New Year 2016 to you!
Likewise, gorgeous! X
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