My story is that I lost my Mum in 2001- at the age of 21, and- with it- my whole world collapsed.
I was at university away from home and I just couldn’t carry on. I was only 3 months into my first year after doing a year elsewhere, deferring and starting over, so it felt like a big thing. To then go through such a big personal loss, it felt like too much. So I quit, I moved home to be with my sisters, just the 3 of us (aged 21, 21- twin- and 17) and did the best we could.
We were a mess for months, even almost burnt our house down (well, our dog did!) until I started to hit the gym again. It’s only recently I’ve realised that fitness was my therapy, a huge tool to help me through the grieving process. So much so that I qualified as a fitness instructor the following year, then continued to gain more and more qualifications over the years.
I slowly gained confidence, met my now hubby through fitness too (me as the instructor and my husband a class participant!), and rebuilt my life. We have 3 girls together, and now a fitness business together too (we call it Mind + Body Fit as that’s exactly what it helps me with).
So fitness, it’s more than just a job, it has helped me with so much and has even given me my family too. I don’t think I ever would have gotten into it without going through what I did, I’ve had to go through a huge loss to then gain.
I still use fitness as my crutch, helping me manage my anxiety and to keep me as sane as possible with young children!