When I started training one of the hardest tasks was the initial Visual Assessment. It was simple, take photographs of myself front, back, left and right. Dutifully I did it early one morning, cropped my head off and sent it off.
That was 3 years ago today. Sure I see a lot of difference in my body. But it is what I feel that is more important.
I no longer hate my body. Infact I’ve come to like it. I don’t think that freedom is as tied into results as it may seem.
I always yearned to step into the weight room. The struggle isn’t only with the plates. I’ve dumped a lot of baggage and grown. I’ve developed a greater connection to my body, identity and goals. I will be forever grateful to my friend who encouraged me to train with Nick Deacon.
We’ve laid a good foundation and I know I am ready to pack some muscle on.