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Will Work Out for Donuts

By Chrissy Somers | Owner + Founder, Families on the Fox

You’ve heard me say it before... “I’m not a worker-outer.”

I’d hear friends say, “I’m going to the gym,” and I would reply, “I’m going to the bakery.”

I love good food. I love snacks. I really love sweets. I love wine, beer, and whiskey. Champagne? Yeah, we’re good friends, too.

The mirror, though? I hated that bitch.

I thought that in order to be friends with the mirror, I had to give up all my favorite things.

29 days ago, I decided I’d try to LIMIT my favorite things because, let’s be honest, there is NO CHANCE IN HELL I’d ever be giving up donuts, wine, or beer unless my immediate health depended on it.

I also decided I’d throw in at least 30 minutes of some form of exercise everyday. A brisk walk outside with the babe in a stroller. A Facebook Live workout from Peak Fitness. A “Get It Done in 10” Instagram workout from Geneva Fit. Various online workout programs. An uphill walk on the treadmill. Dancing wildly with my three girls in the living room.



The most amazing part of this 29-day transformation, though, is that I have NOT LOST WEIGHT. In fact, I have GAINED 2.5 pounds.

For a girl who battled an eating disorder in her past where the number on the scale was king and drove me to workout for hours and hours everyday while only eating foods that were naturally green, this was a scary realization. How am I making any progress if the number on the scale isn't going down?

Tyler lovingly, and factually, reminded me that muscle weighs more than fat. While I am burning fat, I am gaining muscle in it's place. Therefore, the scale needs to be burned and also qualifies as a "bitch" in my book, along with the mirror.

Some critical things I knew about myself 29 days ago:

  1. I lose motivation easily.

  2. I’m a visual learner.

  3. If you tell me I can’t do something, it makes me REALLY want to do said THING.

Therefore, I knew to actually stay on track, I’d have to do the following:

  1. Roll our of bed and get straight to my workout. Coffee would be earned afterwards.

  2. I needed to take WEEKLY progress pics to SEE that I am making gains (as uncomfortable as it seems, this was the best decision I made). Also, ignore the scale; it has become a bitch.

  3. There is no such thing as a “cheat meal” or “cheat day”. If I want a beer, I have it. If I want a donut, I eat it. I just need to enjoy it all in moderation.***

***NOTE: There may have been a time (...or 3...) in the last 29 days that I indulged a little TOO much and took down a bottle of wine... by myself...

8 DAYS IN... DAY 1 on the left, compared to DAY 8 on the right.

When I look at myself in the mirror today, I truly can’t see a difference compared to the Chrissy that was reflecting back at me 29 days ago. I still see that girl that was trying her best to be comfortable in her body. A body that has done absolutely amazing things, but didn't make me happy when I caught glimpses of it in a mirror.

Body dysmorphia is a bitch, which in turn also makes my mirror a bitch.

But then I see these pictures... I look at these pictures that I take every Tuesday after my morning workout and I can SEE the difference.

More importantly, I FEEL the difference. I FEEL stronger. I FEEL more confident. I FEEL healthier. I have MORE ENERGY.

15 DAYS IN... mind you, this was the week an entire bottle of wine was taken in... along with maybe a donut or two.

You guys know I’m an open book. I was the same way as a middle school teacher. I’m the same way with my friends. It’s just who I am.

The reason is that I know the importance of SHARING.

If you share your struggles, your successes, your feelings, your deep dark secrets... you help others realize they aren’t alone and, in turn, it helps you realize you aren’t alone either.

Motivation starts to brew. Compassion is fostered. Support is created. And empathy is felt by all.
DAY 22... I also invested in some self tanner because I am positively the palest Middle Eastern that ever did live.

Long story short, I’m sharing these very personal, very vulnerable photos of myself to spark that motivation for you. I am not wanting to get paid as an online fitness coach. I don't want free products and services for my #Gainz. I don't intend on being a "Fitfluencer".

I'm hoping that by sharing my story with all of you, I can make a difference to someone... even just ONE PERSON.

I hope seeing these pictures, knowing that I'm not a "worker-outer", knowing how much I love all the "forbidden treats", helps you find the motivation today to make a difference in finding a HAPPIER you (notice I didn't say a "skinnier" you? The number on the scale doesn't matter... Remember? The scale shall be torched).

Much love, friends


FUN TIDBITS: If you start your journey of investing in yourself and your happiness based on what you read here today, reach out to me and let me know! I'm a real person and your thoughts, support, and encouragement means so much to me. I love knowing that I am impacting my #FOTFTribe in a positive way!

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