“Challenges are what make life interesting. Overcoming them is what make life meaningful.”

I’m a few days shy of my 36th birthday, and I am in the best physical shape I’ve ever been in.

My fitness journey started about three years ago, when my sister persuaded me to join a Pilates class (I asked her if I could go with one evening to observe – the instructor made me participate, in the dress I was wearing that day). As challenging as it was initially, I got into it quicker than I thought I would.About a year or so after I joined Pilates, my colleague invited me to come try a fitness class that he conducts at our school, two evenings a week. By this time, I was wanting to add another form of exercise to my week.

Pilates was hard. Powerbox was on a whole other level for…

If I were asked to describe my 2018 using one word, that word would be “challenging”. There have been some unnecessary challenges along the way – some of them I could have done without – but for the first time in a long while, the connotation is not negative.

Not too long ago, I was diagnosed with a mild case of depression. Don’t worry, this is not going to be that kind of a post. But I feel that some background is needed to fully understand the part of my journey that I’m going to share over the next few posts.

I don’t think I will ever forget how I felt sitting in the waiting room before my first session. I had to talk myself out of leaving a few times before I went in and met my therapist. But I stayed, and what followed was an emotionally tumultuous four…