I am not exactly sure what shade it is, but it is definitely blue…as am I.
For 11 months I lived with a very distinct purpose that was fulfilled on a very specific day – October 16, 2010. This was the day I did the scariest and most exhilarating thing so far in life, competing in a Figure Competition. I went to the gym twice a day every day, ate cleaner than womanly possible, and did anything and everything I could to ensure success. I lived with a laser beam focus because where I was aiming was so high that there was no room for error.
I am so proud of myself for what I accomplished, but suddenly I find myself feeling lost with a lonely disquiet in my heart.
My dream grew up, sprouted wings, and flew away. It was glorious to watch it go, but now I need a new dream to be my companion, a new goal that calls me to live larger than myself.
The journey to the stage was about changing the inside as much as the outside. Inside I have become a new woman, a much stronger woman. I will train hard, kick some butt with the Bikini Or Bust Challenge, and remember that winning starts in my mind.
Anyone else struggle with feeling blue after a competition?