Bruh. It's been 8 months and 10 days since I put up a blog post, but no long story about that for now. The Wit is back! Let's get to it, shall we?
A lot has happened in my life since before the year began, one of which was my decision to really (emphasis on "really") kick off on my fitness journey. This was after I figured out from numerous research (I can Google for Africa) that I hadn't been doing the right type of home workout for my body type (I'm what they call 'skinny fat', incase you're wondering) and I really needed some professional guidance. I also realized how often I had to catch my breath anytime I walked up the stairs. Anyone who knows me immediately assumes I'm fit cause of my physique. The irony, seeing as I never even participated in sports while I was in school. (My P.H.E teachers really thought I had it in me. But no matter how much they tried to make it manifest, ko le werk.)Guess it was about time I started taking my physical health way more seriously. Wouldn't want my family and loved ones to hear "stories that touch" one random day just because I didn't take this key step to prevent that.
Plus, I now own a small business (thank God for that) and work remotely, which means that I have a very flexible schedule. So why not throw in a couple of gym sessions on a weekly basis?
On the 30th September, 2021, I took the very first step, and that was heading straight to iFitness Gym in Surulere, Lagos, closing my eyes and paying for a quarterly subscription, which I must say isn't as expensive as I thought it'd be.
After I got a debit alert and a welcome email from the gym, I knew there was no turning back and frankly, it felt really good. Before the euphoria wore off, I made sure I resumed the very next day.
Luckily for me, I picked arguably THE best trainer in this particular gym, Tope Adenubi, who made me understand my body better, what I needed to do to achieve my fitness goals, and constantly pushed me to break my own personal records. As weeks went by, she became much more than just a trainer to me, but also a friend. My workout sessions slowly morphed into 'therapy sessions' and even though I know I'd be drained after each one, I lowkey look forward to them every week.
I'm personally hard on myself and somewhat of a perfectionist, so whenever I look in the mirror, I still feel like there isn't any significant improvement. But then Tope (aka my cheerleader) a couple of gym buddies and friends, especially folks who I've not seen in a while, say otherwise, and that encourages me to keep going till I too can see these improvements myself.
Two weeks ago, I was still basking in my new found 'love-hate relationship' with the gym when Tope told me out of the blues that she had resigned from iFitness to further her career in Abu Dhabi. I was and still am super stoked for her of course, because she more than deserves it. But knowing that she won't be there to guide me and cheer me on as she shouts "Endure! Endure!!" during those crazy HIIT and circuit training sessions, made me somewhat discouraged to say the least. However, it's my personal journey and I shouldn't allow setbacks to literally set me back. Plus, she helped rejuvenate my willpower by referring another trainer to me, who so far, so good, is doing a great job.
So here I am, still lifting weights (who would've thought) and busting my ass with intense leg (my personal fave), upper body, and ab workouts four to five times a week, trying my absolute best to eat healthier (food, as you know, is my major kryptonite) and constantly reminding myself that consistency, not perfection, is the goal.
Let's just say it's been an intense 9 months of my life and I'm absolutely loving it.
Hopefully, I'll keep at this till I'm old and grey - fingers tightly crossed.
Progress pictures coming soonish...or maybe not. We'll see.
