My (true) story
January 2014. I was looking at the pictures (so many of them) that my sister Eugenie had taken during the recent holidays. And it hit me. What am I doing? Who am I? I was in my mid-thirties, one cigaret in one hand, one beer in the other one, slim yet not fit, not old but not young either. What do I want? Where am I going?
” I want to live young, fit and capable. I want to be the best version of me”
I had let myself overwhelmed by the restaurant routine, long hours, stress, poor eating habits (in the middle of the night when coming back from work) and processed food (believe me), no life besides the restaurant and everything related to it. Sleeping late on days off. No purpose. No goal. Yes. Smoking on my Vogue menthol first thing in the morning with coffee.
There is no such things as miracle. I took actions. I did change my lifestyle and daily habits, starting by a running practice 3 times a week, waking up on day off, and I downloaded some apps like my FitnessPal as food journal and tracker, which linked me to FITSTAR, the bodyweight training app that changed my life. I repeat: the app that changed my life. On a mat, in the corridor, I practiced 4 times a week. Religiously. Fanatically. My running got stronger, faster. I got leaner.