27/09/2025
In 2018, at 45, I walked into a gym wanting to get strong. Back then, like many women, I’d only ever done cardio. I’d just completed a half marathon and thought I never want to run again 🤣 I went all in, a PT twice a week, solo sessions too, chasing PBs and loving every second of it.
I did amazing in my training. I transformed my body, changed my relationship with food (although the calorie counting was relentless… and I have up alcohol for 18th this), I felt stronger and fitter than I had ever been. 💪🔥
I trained hard, even through Covid (yes, I even made a hole in the kitchen floor dropping weights 🙈). But by the end of 2021, my body gave in, a mixture of an extremely emotional and traumatic work role, an imbalance in life, I became inflamed, sore, unable to move freely. I had to stop. The gym love affair burned to the ground.
Since then, my yoga, meditation, and slow somatic practices have been my medicine. A long cycle of healing, composting, and listening.
And today, I’m walking back into a gym for the first time in about 3 yrs. Excited. Nervous. Grateful. Guided by Kali, who’s been with me these last months, her fire destroying what no longer served, and now revealing space for rebirth.
This time it’s about balance. No calorie counting, no gym at 6am, it’s going to be soft and strong. Feminine and masculine. Destruction and creation.
The dance of opposites 🌹🔥💪
This is my story: you can always step in, change, grow. There are no limits. ✨
💭 What cycle are you in right now — destruction, healing, or rebirth?
Ps just finished a cure strength class and I LOVED it 🥰
