17/05/2021
Itβs Monday. A new start to the week, a new start to the day and always a new start to an adventure waiting to happen.
My memories are popping up from 6 years ago and what an adventure it has been since that time. I was in a wheelchair at a friendβs wedding in Darwin being dearly looked after by my friends. I was drugged up, in so much pain and around 50kg heavier than I am now. I had a bulging disc and it was horrific. I remember taking my 3 boys to Melbourne by myself, me using a walking stick just to get to the hotel room which was 200m from the station. Charlie was behind me pretending to walk with a walking stick so we could be βoldβ together. I counted me having to stop 53 times to sit down in that 200m, mostly in tears, wondering why I was taking 3 young boys to Melbourne by myself like this π€·πΌββοΈ I remember thinking, a month later when I could no longer pick up the boys, on how I could end my life. When I finally had my surgery months later, I knew so much had to change and it did. I got stronger both mentally and physically. I got divorced after a stale marriage and I started Shariβs Gym in the front of my house, just so my friends could come around and us motivate each other.
2 years later here we are and 2 years later I have made the decision to stop running Shariβs Gym. It has been one of the toughest decisions of my life because the relationships I have built with these inspirational women has been ππ» However, the past 6 months I have also let myself go. Trying to run 2 businesses whilst working part time in another business, trying to raise 3 teen boys who are like a fu***ng roller coaster ride inside a horror house, pretending to be a footballer (in which I proved that wrong π). I have gained a lot of weight, Iβm not happy doing the things I normally love doing...and I guess I kept wanting to make sure everyone else was good that I have forgotten about myself again π
I think those memories became a timely reminder that I donβt want to be that person again, I want to feel strong mentally and physically again and because of this, I need to let some of the things I love, go. Unfortunately this is one of those things.
Whilst the 26th of May is our last day, this will be one of my last posts. So, I want to do a shout out to all the women that have supported me through this gig. It was easy to do when you have strong, funny, wonderful people like you around. I have loved the laughs, the βI canβt do thisβ and you do it πͺπ», the di****ad comments you make at me π€ Iβm going to miss it all.
So, I will see you all again Tuesday and Wednesday at my house 6.30 with enough energy to call me a fu**er, like you do often ππ₯