Happy Saturday, everyone!
Today I have a very special treat for all of you. My guest post today is from Brittany. Brittany is someone that I have had the privilege of getting to know through blogging. Her blog is sweet, funny, and educational. She posts lots of great, healthy recipes … plus she frequently gives her readers posts that really make them think!
So I hope you enjoy reading this guest post as much as I did!!
How I Found Balance Through My Faith
**Loaded topic alert**
Hey guys! My name is Brittany and I blog over at Itty Bits of Balance.
Try not to be distracted by the handsome hunk, I’m the one in the dress
When Kristen asked me to do a guest post for her, I immediately jumped at the opportunity! As a fellow newborn bloggie who also shares a passion for fitness, food, and faith, I was more than happy to lend a helping hand.
It’s taken me quite some time to achieve the sense of “balance” that I carry around with me today. As far back as I can remember, I have always struggled with body image and weight issues. I went through the first 18 years of my life with an extra 20 pounds on my little frame and had to deal with my fair share of torment from my peers, friends, and even my own family.
During my freshman year of college, I started to use the exercise equipment that was made available to me and my love for fitness began to grow. On top of working out nearly every day, I took up spinning, kickboxing, Zumba and weight training. The pounds finally began to drop off, however, it wasn’t long before my weight plateaued and I started to lose motivation.
I thought that if I wasn’t losing weight, I wasn’t working out enough. Right?
What I didn’t realize was that the struggle I was facing was much deeper than any physical issue—it was a struggle with my internal self.
I continued working out 6-7 days a week for 3 years and sat at a steady 10 pounds above my “happy weight”. I ate healthy foods, I made sure that I was getting the proper amount of sleep, I drank lots of water, and eventually even ran a marathon– Yet I still felt an ongoing sense of unbalance and unease.
What I didn’t understand was that I was trying too hard to morph myself into this little mold of “perfection” that I was carrying around in my brain. My body was no longer dropping weight because I wasn’t balanced enough on the inside to even begin to find balance on the outside as well.
As life continued on, things started to become clear and it wasn’t long before I came to Christ. (You can read more about my journey as a Christian here.)
With my newfound faith, everything suddenly began to fall into place. I stopped wasting my time trying to be something I wasn’t. I stopped spending hours on the elliptical hoping that I would eventually get somewhere. I stopped stressing about my eating habits and that piece of chocolate cake I allowed myself to eat.
I found a sense of purpose, an inner strength, and the discovery that my view of “perfection” couldn’t be farther off from the truth. I was living for something much greater than any aesthetic value or quality.
And before I knew it, those last 10 pounds peeled off like nobody’s business.
I understand that in addressing this topic I am taking a risk. I know that I could potentially scare some of you away from the idea of ever visiting my blog, make some enemies, and possibly even receive some hateful comments in the process-But I know that this is all part of my journey.
Without my faith, my balance would’ve never been even mildly attainable.
Question for ya …
Can any of you relate to Brittany’s post? Tell us your story!
Kristen here. I know I sure can relate. I have definitely become more balanced, more centered, and more peaceful since I’ve started growing in my faith. And for this, I am eternally thankful!!