CANCER FITNESS FOOD AND ME
By Noelle Walker at New Fitness
Four years ago I was diagnosed with a rare form of Breast Cancer. In fact they don’t really call it Breast Cancer. It’s called Sarcoma and mine happened to be in the breast. The stats are 10 in 40 million people get it. Something like that. At the time I was a personal trainer like I am now and also leading my own fitness boot camps in the park. I was very fit at a size 0 I kid you not. Then Cancer happened. The Doctors told me it was going to come back. That it was just a matter of time. I thought I was going to die. I thought what was the point in being healthy and working out all the time when I’m going to get sick anyway? And most likely not survive.
I GAINED LOTS OF WEIGHT
So I decided if I wasn’t going to be around long I’m going to eat whatever I want, not workout and lay around in between scans, treatments, etc.
I gained weight, a lot of weight. And I felt bad not only physically but mentally as well.
So you see even a personal trainer can lose their way. Even someone like me who has been working out and focusing on health since I was 12 years old can get lost.
STARTED TO LIVE AGAIN
Thank heaven I can came out the haze and confusion and sense of helplessness and decided to start living again.
I started loving myself again and putting good things into my body like fresh fruits and vegetables instead of cake and cookies. I joined a gym and started working out five days a week with a lot of cardio and high aerobic resistance training with weights. I never did have a recurrence like the Doctors said I would and I lost 3 dress sizes in the process. It can be done if you love yourself enough and do it right.
YOU CAN WIN
This is my message to you all and I will continue spreading this message to everyone.
Everyone loses their way, everyone has something traumatic happen to them to change their life. But it doesn’t have to ruin you. You don’t have to play victim. You can be healthy. You can be successful. You can look awesome and feel awesome.
YOU CAN WIN.
