Life can throw us curveballs that can be incredibly difficult to manage. Losing an essential person in your life can be a devastating blow. For me, the loss of my biggest supporter, my rock the man who loved me unconditionally left me feeling lost and alone. In all that heart break and pain I found a sparkle of hope in an unexpected place.

The loss of my foundation left me feeling emotionally F-up.
Living and breathing while painful, became a battle that I refused to lose.

I was desperate for change. Our place was the gym, it was something I knew I couldn’t let go I had to get up and show up for me and him. It was so challenging to be there without him and all the memories… I wasn’t sure if the memories were a doing more harm than good but I keep It gave me newfound freedom and lightness I soon realized my workouts were getting me through it and leading me on a journey towards meaning.

Turning to fitness after the loss of my beloved and the revelation of an affair by the man I married later in life was a lifeline through my darkest days. Every workout became a step towards healing, helping me rediscover strength within myself.

In the midst of life's storms, self-care and envisioning a brighter future became essential. Even in the depths of despair, I held onto the hope that this painful phase would pass. Years of grief and then deception would have been nearly impossible for me to get through had I not had the gym.

My journey from grief to growth became intertwined with the transformative power of fitness. It wasn't just a routine it was my refuge, pulling me from the darkness. In my heartbreak, fitness became the saving grace that led me to rediscover joy, resilience, and my existence. This is not just a story of survival but a testament to the intimate connection between personal well-being and emerging stronger from life's harshest challenges.

Xoxo

Marie