Guilty as charged.

I remember the conversation like it was yesterday.

I was calling a Girlfriend for a bit of sage advice as Tony and I were contemplating a change – a tree change.

After living in the “burbs” for nearly a decade and being only 4kms to the CBD and our Gym, the convenience of inner-city living was wearing thin.  With our 2 girls now becoming little people who like to run and play, I started to have strong urges to give them a more relaxed upbringing with a rural influence.

Santa had already delivered 3 baby chickens at Christmas and throw into the mix, a new Puppy as well, we were starting to feel the squeeze on our 359 SQM block.

So, this led us to looking at property in Samford (about 20kms from CBD).

Back to my Girlfriend and that phone call.

I was calling her because she’d done it.

She’d done the Tree-Change and had lived at Samford and had only just recently moved back to the City.

Did she love it?

What was good about it?

What was not so good?

If she had her time over again, would she change anything?

I rambled, I stumbled and I semi-listened to her responses.

And about half-way through the phone call, it hit me.

I wasn’t listening to her responses, I was only listening to the bits I wanted to hear.

I nodded and engaged with the appropriate “Ok”, “Uh-huh” and “Hmmmm” when needed and we wrapped up the phone call with, “I’ll keep you posted!”

I realised as I hung up, that I really wasn’t after her advice.  I had called her with that intention, but deep down I’d made up my mind.

I was calling her to continue to validate the decision I had already made in my mind.

We were moving. It was going to happen.

2 weeks later with more house inspections we were now at an Auction and walked away that day with a signed contract on our dream home.

1.7 acres and about a 30min drive from the Gym, I was in bush-heaven.

After months of “research” the burbs to the bush project was complete.

I look back now and laugh at my behaviour and wonder, Where else have I done this?

Where else have I made up my mind on something, without consciously voicing it and ignored what anyone was around me saying, even after I had asked for their advice, opinion and feedback.

We all do this, don’t we?

I’m guilty as charged when it comes to any form of stretching or re-hab from my beloved Physio.

“Alex, I’m still getting shoulder pain and it’s really frustrating me….”

“Ok Jodie, so how are you going with your stretches I gave you?”

<insert long awkward pause here>

You see, I’d already decided that stretching was boring as bat-shit therefore rarely do them.

And I’m even guiltier when the c-word is mentioned with my Trainer, Nikki.

The c-word being Core.

“Nikki, my core is still weak and I want it to be stronger….”

“Sure Jods, how many times did you do your core exercises this week?”

<doh!>

I had decided that getting my core stronger is really hard work.  Like really, really, really hard. Too hard for me in fact. So, I don’t do a bloody thing about it!

We can all decide what is going to be easy, hard, enjoyable or painstakingly boring as bat-shit.

We decide if it can’t be done, can be done and is going to get done, well before it is ever done.

We make up our minds and that determines the outcome, before you’ve even started.

Dr Suess was right.

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…”

Yes Dr Suess.

I’m hearing you.

Best I start steering myself in the right direction.

Best I decide today is the day.

What about you?

Jods x.

P.S. A few snaps of our Tree-Change to share with you…

Burbs and Nella“Plenty of room for hide and seek in our new yard and Nella found the perfect hiding spot.”

Burbs and Family

Celebrating the move. Me soaking up the fresh-air with a glass of bubbles!”

 

Burbs and Chickens

“Meet Claudia, Tootoo, Huey, Duey, Spotty and Caster. 6 out of our 11 Lovely Hens…Oh, and the view from my home-office!”

Alex Photo Physio 1And lastly, Meet my Physio, Alex.  The smiling assassin.”

Dr Suess

When things don’t go to plan….

Jods arrived

 

 

 

 

 

It’s ironic to sit here and read over my last blog post to you.

It was right before I set off for my NZ adventure…

Fear can be such a strong emotion and the more I’ve felt it in my life, the more I’ve grown to respect it.

And the older I get, the more I realise fear will never go away – it will always be there especially when I want to try something new, or do something again, that I couldn’t do the first time.

It’s a real thing.

But you can’t let it stop you – life is way too short.

Feel the fear and do things anyway, I say.”

It’s ironic, because Fear is exactly what I stared in the eyes in New Zealand.

The kind of fear that sets your adrenal glands to overdrive and makes your heart beat so loud that it pounds in your ears and in your chest.

If we haven’t caught up yet on my NZ adventure the short story is, I got a helicopter out of there.

The long story needs a few bottles of wine with you.

It was on the side of a Mountain that was covered in shale and no clear paths downwards that I felt this fear.  Slipping and sliding with my 16kg Backpack throwing my balance off and with rocks being dislodged – it was no longer an adventure for me, but a mission to get down to the bottom alive.

As I felt this fear I fought back tears and took deep breaths looking up to the sky….trying to find something to calm my nerves and give me the inner-strength to hold my shit together.

Losing my nerve on that Mountain was not an option as I knew it would lead me to freeze – where fear takes hold of you and turns into terror.

A girlfriend asked me recently about this fear… “When did it turn from normal fear to more than that?

I guess the real fear set in when I realised I had to get down to the bottom of the slope, but for the life of me, had no idea what steps to take and how to descend safely. Sliding down on my butt with my hiking poles to stop myself was the extent of my skill set.

There were no ropes, there certainly was no path to follow and flashes came to me of slipping and not being able to stop myself – not a pretty or confidence boosting picture to visualise.

Being in the moment, I remember thinking about my girls laughing and smiling and visualizing Tony at the bottom of that Mountain coaching me on (as he has done in the past with any outdoor adventures we’ve undertaken).

The feeling of isolation was heightened and being separated from them with no form of communication was very unsettling.

One woman was below me on the mountain descending and 2 others were right above me and we were all feeling fear in different ways.

My mind was racing with….“Get me out of here!” and with every step and slip we all made it down to the bottom safely.

Reaching solid ground was the best feeling ever and I had instant clarity with the fear I felt.

It was real.

It was something to respect.

And it highlighted the gross lack of my skills that was clearly needed to manage this terrain safely.

I no longer felt comfortable, I no longer felt safe and there was no question in my mind of just sucking it up and pushing on.

It was not a matter of toughening up.

There was real risk involved and I believe that being tough involves knowing when to call it quits.

It was awkward and uncomfortable to face the conversation of leaving and not finishing the adventure, but I knew that NOT speaking up was weak, so I did speak up and had conversations about options, opinions and the next (literal) steps moving forward.

There is one thing I am sure of and re-learned from this.

You have just got to listen to your gut and be brave enough to have those tough conversations.

Nothing worthwhile in life is ever earned from walking on easy-street.

Back yourself and your decisions.

Stand your ground.

Speak up.

Even when it’s uncomfortable to do so.

Jods x 

P.S. Nate is leaving in July for a l-o-n-g holiday without a return date so it’s a sad time as we get ready to say Bon Voyage to him.

To celebrate his awesomeness we are having a WOD Comp where you can train with him 1 last time!

CrossFit Zenergy Pairs WOD COMP!

  • Friday Night 3rd July
  • 2 events with a 5pm start for 6:30pm finish
  • Pairs event…so organise your partner asap!
  • Mixed, Ladies & Mens pairs
  • Age groups will be Opens, 40+ and 50+!
  • Hang around for the part after to celebrate Nate’s farewell!

Pop your Pairs Name on the Register at the Gym!

 

“It” is Your Decision

What determines whether someone is going to hit their goals or not?

Making the decision that you are going to achieve your goal is where it all starts and finishes!

You see many people want “it”.

We all want to be fit, have the fit body, the muscles, the elimination of any wobbly bits, the energy and vitality, the feeling of success and self-pride.

The question is… Have you really decided what “it” is for you? AND, Do you want “it” bad enough?

I think the key is to find that place where you are pushing at the right level for you.  The right level being that place where you are truly fulfilled and happy! You feel challenged but not so much that you feel like a weight is pushing you into the ground. You are not kidding yourself by setting goals that require much more time and effort than you are prepared to put in and you are also not kidding yourself by saying that it is all ok when it is not!

If you are overweight and unfit you know that your time for ill health will come much sooner than it should.

In 2006 I competed in my first body building competition. It was a decision I made 14 weeks before the first competition date. I had a reasonable base as I’d been strength training consistently for several years. So 12 weeks out I had my first appointment with my Personal Trainer, a friend and past Mr Australia. After placing second in the novice category that year I decided that I would devote my training for the next year to becoming the best body builder I could be (without the drugs).

My goal was to win my weight division in the QLD titles in 2007. This journey was an amazing experience and one that taught me many things that I continue to benefit from today.

However, these lessons only came from putting in the “work” to be the best I could be. The training and eating wasn’t a chore because it was simply part of what I needed to do to achieve what I wanted. I lived and breathed body building because the prize was worth it!

Did I win my division?

Yes, but that’s not why I felt successful that day.

Tony Hebrard - 2007 Qld Champion of Natural Body BuildingThe real success came as I stood there on stage knowing that I had given it everything I had and that is where the real satisfaction is. Winning to me does matter, but the real win is beating any inner demons that hold you back from being your best!

So, if you have a goal that you’d like to achieve but you haven’t really been going for it try this this home-work task out.

Sit down and write down the pros and cons for training, eating and working towards “it”. Then weigh it all up. If the pros for it outweigh the cons then what are you waiting for?

Make the decision and go for it and give it everything you’ve got!

So what if you miss out on a bit of sleep or some of the Master Chef All Stars!

So what if you need to take some time to prepare your healthy food.

So what if you have to push a little harder in your training sessions.

When you stand there on your own podium of success knowing that you have given it everything you’ve got you will feel something that truly satisfies your soul!

Remember, it’s more fun when you’re fit!

Tman