Postpartum: Month 9 - Sonia Jhas
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Postpartum: Month 9

Feeling strong again!

This isn’t meant to be my final “after” picture… it’s just where me and my body are at right now. I guess that’s what I’ve learned over the last decade: there will never be a “final after picture”. Because that’s just not how our bodies (and life) work. You don’t just arrive at your final destination, unpack there, and live happily ever after. Life changes… our priorities change… we shift our focus away from fitness and nutrition because something else requires more mental space… we fall out of routine… we seek comfort in food and rest.

 

And then a shift happens again… and we re-focus.

 

Once upon a time, I would have worked my ass off to achieve a “final after picture” and then held myself to an impossible standard of perfection that could never be maintained. I would fall off the wagon for one reason or another… hate myself for veering “off track”… spiral into a vortex of food… and then, hit my breaking point. After a lot of quiet shame and guilt, I’d get back on the wagon with a solemn vow to be more even more motivated, focused, disciplined, and committed.

 

The cycle was always long. And it happened again, and again, and again.

The “all-or-nothing” approach plagued my life.

 

I didn’t break the cycle over night… in fact, it took years of reframing my relationship with my body, food, and fitness to feel like I had really broken free. Slowly but surely, the cycles got shorter. Soon there was no “on the wagon” or “off the wagon”. In time, the “I’m good when making progress and bad when I’m not” narrative evaporated. And eventually, the cycles stopped all together.

 

When you look at the pictures above, you see fat loss and muscle definition.

When I look at the pictures above, I see a healthy mindset.

 

It took me years to:

  • Finally be able to prioritize fitness and nutrition out of self-love not self-hate.
  • Truly understand that expecting 100% compliance to any fitness + nutrition regiment is a major setup for failure.
  • Realize again and again that sustainable changes come from a balance between flexibility and consistency.

 

I’m proud of the fact that I’ve been focused on my health and wellbeing during such a volatile time. I’m even more proud of the fact that I’ve been able to do it in a kind and compassionate way.

 

No “all-or-nothing” approach.

No “black and whites”.

No “absolutes”.

Over the last 6 months:

  • I’ve eaten well most of the time.
  • I’ve stayed committed to my exercise routine most of the time.
  • I’ve maintained my priorities most of the time.

BUT…

  • I’ve also allowed myself to take time off.
  • I’ve also emphasized fun and flexibility.
  • I’ve also given myself permission to scale up or scale down depending on how I’m feeling.

It hasn’t been about one meal, or one workout, or one day. It’s been about showing up, “most of the time”, consistently for months.