I shook my head as I looked in the mirror and felt that familiar plunge in my gut. The self-loathing as my flabby midlife body reflected back at me drifted further from the image I wanted in my head.
Why was it so hard? A horrible, depressing eating regime that left me hungry and sad. Gruelling workouts that left me slumped and sore rather than energised.
Worse. The lack of any discernible physical progress, triggering a weekend of now deeply regretted indulgence. The guilt. The shame. The utter despondence.
Does this sound familiar?
It was me very briefly. It’s been dozens if not hundreds of our clients. Now they wake up energised, loving what they see in the mirror, free of guilt, empowered, confident. Leaner, fitter and without restrictive eating or hours in the gym each week.
Doesn’t that sound great?
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