The New Year That Changed Me Forever

I'll never forget...

It was post-Christmas 2017, 2 days before everyone sets off on their "new year, new me" bollocks, I said to myself, "I'm going to lose these love handles once and for all and see my abs."

And I'd go on to do everything I thought was right... except I'd lost next to fuck all. If anything I looked a bit worse (it could only happen to me).

I was necking green tea pills, cardio was dialled up to half an hour every day (fasted, of course) and I was eating chicken, rice and broccoli 5 times a day.

"How the fuck do other guys do it?", I asked myself whilst staring at the stack of Mens Fitness magazines I'd read cover to cover. I looked in the mirror and tried to wrap my head around why I had a rubber ring of fat stuck to my sides and lower back.

"Maybe I'm doomed to look like this forever because I'm Trans?", I'd say as I searched for any and every excuse I could find. Maybe testosterone isn't doing its thing for fat redistribution? Maybe I needed to speak to my doctor? Maybe I have the wrong body type?

But this was the year I acted differently. I didn't sack it all off like every other year and accept I was resigned to looking like mashed potato in a garbage sack.

This was the year I really took the time to assess what it was I was doing. I reached out to people who knew more than me to see if my genetics really were fucked or whether I just needed a new approach. I had to set my anxiety aside and talk to new people. But I'm glad I did because do you know what?

My chances of losing the love handles weren't fucked after all. Being Trans, it turns out, isn't an excuse for not getting your shit together when it comes to your health and fitness. I didn't need to waste money on "fat-burning pills", I didn't need to spend every waking moment on the treadmill and I could eat foods outside of chicken, rice and broccoli.

I was missing the wood for the trees and it was that year that I began learning the skills to help Trans people like you see the real them in the mirror looking back at themselves.

So, like I did, rather than spending even more time sucking in your stomach and convincing yourself you're changing, until you eventually sack it off as you look no different, why not approach 2025 differently?

Book yourself in for a free call here, or just drop me an easy "Hello" to my DM's.