Hey y’all! Thanks for stopping by, let me introduce myself. I’m Nichole, born and bred in Atlanta, GA, and while my husband was off getting his MBA and my friends are doing everything from making babies to kicking a**, I wanted space to focus on something I enjoy. Inadvertently discovering that my friends were listening to my advice about healthy-living and fitness, I decided to take to the interwebs and slap my prerogative on topics I’m most passionate about – running, health, fitness and a little bit of wine and travel. I’m breaking 20+ years of bad habits with the push from help of Andrew, my husband/nutritionist/personal trainer. It’s about conditioning your whole-self, being physically sound in mind and body. For me, I had a total “ah-ha” moment where I realized that I had half the discipline down with working out, but that I really needed to focus on nutrition. Trust me, I’m a work in progress.
I’ve learned through many sometimes interesting, sometimes questionable, trials that there are no quick fixes. If you want to make a big change, you’re going to have to put in a big effort. Learn to commit. Let me repeat, you have to commit. Get your sh*t together and either do something — or don’t do something. You can waste energy thinking about how or when you’re going to make your goal, or you can jam all of your good thoughts into meeting your goal.
Some things that get me through:
- Balance: You don’t have to give up cupcakes or something you truly enjoy, but you will need to define the term “moderation.”
- Focus: Know what you want and decide how you are going to get there.
- Discipline: It’s can get ugly and be prepared to hunker down. Have you ever said at the end of the day, “Damn. I wish I would have had that cupcake instead of going to the gym.”
- Want: You may not be strong kid, but you can feel strong.
- Good Humor: No, not the ice cream truck. I’m full of sarcasm and sometimes your best friend is the ability to at least laugh about the stupid shi* you put up with daily.
My Mini “E True Hollywood” Story:
I would love to lie and tell you that eating smart and working out came naturally, but the only gene I inherited from my petite family was a decent metabolism to get me through my teens and early twenties. At my own admission, I lived on McDonald’s. Every other day for lunch and dinner it was a Happy Meal, and for breakfast it was chocolaty King Dongs (remember those things? mmm). The only dairy I had came in the form of a milkshake. Hand to the sky, I couldn’t give a rip about healthy eating. Diet Coke meant people were missing out. And then bring on Freshman year, it literally brought on about 15 extra pounds. That’s a lot for moi. I’m 5’4 and my weight stays parked in the “healthy percentile” range, but that doesn’t mean the weight is in all the right places.
I dabbled in cross-country in high school but I blamed my lack of running in college because of a downright painful foot surgery. Fast forward to the end of my college years – for the record I graduated in three years from the University of Georgia with a Communications degree (go dawgs) – I met someone who would change my views and opinions on everything from politics and outdoors, to hockey and beer. The seriously lucky guy is now my hubs, Andrew.
Yes, I am a bit of a late bloomer you could say. There’s a whole list of 25 things I hadn’t tried until I was 25. Looking back I do feel like I missed out. I’m stubborn and changing my mind takes serious work. When Andrew and I got engaged I got my butt to the gym. I finally had an “event” to shape up for. Post wedding I surprisingly kept up the workouts, shifting my afternoon gym sessions to all-morning routines. If I can still get up Mon – Fri at 5, I seriously have hope for us all.
In the spring of 2009 I set my first goal: run a half-marathon. After coming in under two hours on my first attempt, I realized I was on to something. Being “healthy and fit” is more than pulling myself out of bed, it’s about paying attention to my body all day. In order for my training to payoff and for me to have energy and feel good, I have to be mentally cognizant of what’s going on with my body. I have somehow landed in a place where the mental part of my workouts are meeting with the physical demands. I no longer want to workout to maintain my bad nutritional habits, I am looking for balance. Weeks are full of peaks an valleys and it’s learning the little adjustments I can make to alleviate those spikes and dips, understanding the impact of my decisions.
You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles. Live for the run.
Feel free to e-mail or contact me with any question, comments, tips, etc!