I almost deleted this picture. I looked at it and saw my thunder thighs touching and my big pants and my tummy and my stretch marks and thought "bye Felicia" . Then I stopped. And I looked again.
"...as I was waiting for my friend to pick me up to head home, I was reflecting over my stay and what lessons and gratitudes I could take away from it..." What are you Grateful for?
I beasted this guy out the other day, it was HARD! The sweat was flying off the end of my nose! What's great about this one, is it requires NO gear so you can do it anywhere! Just blast the tunes and get down to it!
...but there is something good in every day."
A cardio and arms finisher!
This is probably the hardest thing I've ever posted. Even though I'm not Day 1 Laura anymore, I still remember my emotions whilst taking these first photos. I still remember the fear of judgement I felt in my daily life, the shame around who I'd let myself become, the utter sadness that consumed me looking in the mirror at this version of me. That Laura was exhausted, miserable and lacking in any spice. I'd lost the vibrancy that I've always been known for, I had no energy and I was sick of not achieving the things I desired. In my eyes, I was failing at all aspects of my life.
I'm writing this from bed 9B, Ward 81 in Auckland City Hospital. It is 1940 on Friday evening and I'm nil by mouth as I'm waiting for surgery on an infected whitetail bite under my arm. This ain't my first rodeo either, I was on the receiving end of a whitetail in June last year,… Continue reading Manifestation Is Everything.