I might even give into chocolate or wine cravings because I had a bad day and I earned it. But the more I spiral into my self-pity party and reward my sorry attitude, the slower I am to move past it. It takes some time to realize how I got there, but I usually see at some point that my sinking ship has everyone else on it. Mommy’s miserable day becomes everyone’s miserable day and they did not deserve that.

I’ve taken my best tips and memories of what I did to feel comfortable in the gym and broken them down into simple, attainable steps. Once I felt comfortable, I felt inspired to help others take care of themselves.