I Can't Workout, and It's Gonna Be Okay. 

I don't workout because I have to. I workout because I want to. I've always played sports, I love competition, and I thrive when I sweat. Bring. It. On.

I was like that back in high school, too - but my lack of nutrition handed me a whole different lifestyle with a yucky self perceived body image.  And then years later when I realized what the benefits of healthy nutrition can do for the body, I became OBSESSED with working out and eating right. Two-a-day workouts were often in my schedule. I did not miss a day. No way, no how.

I've come a long way. I'm not obsessed anymore with working out. I simply enjoy it, it's an obvious part of my routine, and I eat moderately to go right along with it.

I've been on both ends of the spectrum, and if you've read earlier posts of mine, you already know that I've found solace in the happy medium position. I still almost always workout 4-5 days per week, but if I miss a day OR three, I simply don't freak out. Life happens, and I always get right back to it. (Not to be confused with jumping back ON the wagon. What wagon? It doesn't exist).

I've even hired a trainer to work on some movement issues. Hey, trainers need trainers, too! It's been pretty remarkable to see my movements broken down from a movement specialist. Humbling might actually be a better word. I've had to slow down my pace to work on breathing (yes, breathing apparently is a challenge for me!) and I've worked on getting back to fundamental movements that transfer into real life. I love the barbell, but I'm not picking that thing up until I fix my left hip - actually, until I fix my ENTIRE left side. You see, I'm kind of broken and I really had no idea. I was graciously born with lateral patellas, and in addition to my years as a college athlete and then doing so many things incorrectly for a really long time, I've found that I need to back it up to basic movements. It's humbling, it's fun, AND I get to work more with the kettlebell.

Speaking of my wonky left side - I'm having surgery on my left knee tomorrow. It's just a little arthroscopic procedure to rid some chondroplasties floating around causing some major discomfort and swelling. It's been ongoing since July (I just love injuring myself in my backyard jumping on things) and it's time to get it fixed. The recent knee issue has really brought light to the problematic left side of my body. It's all connected, folks.

I've actually never had surgery before. I'll be weight bearing once the nerve block wears off 1 day post surgery, but I'm absolutely going to have to take some time off. That would have scared me a year ago. But this year I'm going to BABY this knee. I've got some nasty issues that I'll have to address with my knees later on down the road (thank you, family genes) so for now I'm gonna play by the rules. Not because I have to, but because I need to.

There's no "I can't wait to start squatting again!" or "I will have to eat super healthy since I'm not working out".

I'm excited to still get to be around my clients, and I'm looking forward to ALLOWING myself to heal. I'll take advantage of this downtime and work on my alignment patterns and resets, and soon enough I'll be back at it.

It's all gonna be okay.

I've transitioned my mindset. It's not all or nothing. I've found gratitude somewhere in between. That's my happy place.

Now off to bedazzle my crutches. No, seriously.

I'll be in touch. In the meantime - whatever it is, it's all gonna be okay.

Engage. Empower. Elevate.

xo

Coach Fowler