Imposter’s Syndromme

Imposter’s Syndromme

I haven’t written like this in ages. I haven’t known what to say. I felt I didn’t actually have a anything to say. Even writing this sentence I still feel like i don’t.

I’m in the mist of imposters syndrome at the moment and after listening to Steven Barlett’s podcast on how if you have imposters syndrome is to simply just start. Just do it. Force yourself to just do it.

So here I am forcing myself. Forcing myself to share my journey because I want to help others. So, I guess it’s probably a good start to start with where i’ve been.

I guess its strange to talk like this because I love writing but I kinda feel like an imposter because i’ve changed so so much from some of these posts from when I first started this website.

I was a fitness addict verging on eating disorder thinking that this way of life was the only way of life that everyone should lead. I judged. I felt I was living the perfect lifestyle but I was actually one of the most unhappiest i’ve been.

I can already feel this bringing up emotions i’ve squashed for a few years. Eeek. But as Brene Brown says there is power in vulnerability and I want to share this kind of stuff in hope it really helps people, because how I feel about myself now is miles from how I used too. I guess I feel like i’m writing a guest post on someone else’s website – it’s definitely time for a refresh.

Anyway, yeah, so I judged. On the outside I looked like I had my shit together. On the inside I was hating my body, I was exhausted, destroying relationships and blaming others for things going wrong.

It’s a really strange feeling when you come out the other side of things isn’t it? It’s really fudging uncomfortable to call yourself out on your own shit.

I blamed everyone else for anything that went wrong. I was exhausted of just about everything. Even when things were going fine i’d self sabotage.

I keep seeing the quote ‘it take a strong person to call themselves out on their own shit’ and while thats what I keep telling myself when you realise some stuff it doesn’t half make you feel like a twat lol.

So let’s go back to being a full time PT. I’d be called miserable, because I was. I’d cause an issue about where to go out to eat or at meals in a bid to try eat the lowest calorie food possible. Trying to hold a normal conversation, even over dinner was near enough impossible because I was already having a full blown row in my own head.

I’d want to do something but could only do it if i’d been to the gym and would need to hit my 10,000 steps.

I’d want to eat what I wanted without allowing myself to eat what I wanted.

I wanted to be able to love but couldn’t let myself even love myself.

I wanted my dream career but didn’t have the energy to show up to put the work in.

I wanted my dream body but was starving the one I had.

I was preaching fitness and health while probably being one of my most unhealthiest.

In a bid to perfect, I was destroying what’s around me.

Some days I couldn’t even bring myself to smile.

I talk a lot about law of attraction and when looking back, law of attraction was playing just how it does. I hated myself, so received more negativity. I was so out of alignment to my true self that I destroying things around me.

All without anyone really noticing. I was good at hiding, good at blaming on other things, had great excuses and let ‘the healthy gym goer’ label take centre stage masking everything else.

I haven’t got to where I’d like to be. I still suffer from amenorrhea (lack of a period) from how I treated my body. I still often over work myself, exhaust myself and under fuel myself. I’m still not 100% of emotions that crop up. But I do look in the mirror and love the body i’m in. I do wake up every morning and do my morning gratitude and affirmations. I do manifest amazing things into my life. I do find a positive in pretty much every situation. I’m motivated and want to do some good in the world. I genuinely wake up every morning excited about life, liking who I am.

So while I might not be where I want to be. I am finally aware of how I used to be.

ahhhh its good to be back. I think these kinda posts are going to be featured more on here. It’s like having a convo with myself but exposing it, in hope that it helps others.

nervous to post this.

‘felt cute, might delete later’

lol

omg just post it

ok

posting now.

Team work – the team that made me & realising the team that made you

Team work – the team that made me & realising the team that made you

Haha on a plane again.. which means it’s time to write.

I’ve always been a little odd, always fitted in but been the one with some odd tendencies. During primary school in Kent, I always had friends but never had things in common. While everyone played other games I was happy playing horses or teachers. While everyone had a particular group I floated, some days I was playing football with the boys & Elizabeth – in my eyes an extremely cool girl playing with the boys. She was and may still well be a Tom boy and she owned it. I remember getting picked for teams, me and Elizabeth being the only girls and not getting picked last. I collected football stickers & cards but had no idea who the players were unless it was John Terry or Frank Lampard as I used to marry them in my make believe games. 

While everyone would go home & play on the trampoline I’d have my mums heels on stood on the side of an empty trampoline while my make believe class played on the trampoline while before long it was time to blow the whistle and call them back into class. My mum let me transform the spare room into my class – I still remember that feeling, walking in with my whiteboard on the wall ready to teach. Cor, honestly I felt like the ultimate boss… my own classroom, my own whiteboard pens. What a dream! HA 🤣🤣

My teachers & my mum have also been my inspiration. I’ve grown up around success and successful women with that – my teachers were mostly all female & my mum the ultimate girl boss. 

A single mum who built an incredible life for us all through financial services. My mums got grit, got the grind, got the power. The go get it attitude and I promise you she will go get it. She loves the nice things in life but has always taught me these don’t come easy – you work for them, you make sacrifices, if you want it you’ve got to work for it. She’s such a strong and powerful woman with a hella cackle and light hearted manner, she’s a great party girl and a proper crack. She’s taught me that you work hard and party just as hard. 

My Nan was the best student I had – she’s baby sit us while mum was out working and I’d ask her secretly (I’d actually whisper ‘just quickly nan, this isn’t in the game can you get some wrong so I can teach you’) and then I’d go straight back into my role as a teacher 👩‍🏫 Nan’s Victoria sponge is a childhood memory and so are grandad biscuits – he got diagnosed with diabetes so started only being allowed digestives. My love for those was deep with a cuppa – still is. Nan always loved to play, whether it was shops or teachers. We loved a cuddle and story at bed time, Nan coming round was the best time ever, Nan coming round was comfort & cuddles. Nan coming round meant mum was out hustling. 

I’ve always wanted to be successful, just like mum. I’ve always wanted to be mega cool, just like my aunts & step mum. Aunty Claire was the blonde beauty who looked 21 at 31, still does.. while Tracey & my step mum were edgy and cool – still are, I love how they wear funky things and do cool things without their hair and own it. They are away from the mainstream girls and I bloody love it. 

My stepmums laid back, adventure attitude who taught me so much about jealousy and just doing what you want to do and owning it. She taught me to embrace being different, to wear your hair crazy & that if people looked at you it wasn’t a bad thing. My step mum taught me about accepting people and choosing the right people. Accepting and embracing all of you, including the quirks. I’ll be forever grateful that she has chosen to have me as a daughter, she didn’t have too but we really are just a mum and daughter as much as her and my half sister is. 

My Nanna is the creative one. 3 bridesmaid dresses to be made? No prob. The room where the computer is kept has all her beads and sewing stuff in – I loved loved looking at it all. She also loves teddy bears, like LOVES. I guess I might get my creative edge from her? Looking back I think she taught me more on that whole thing of embracing your individuality and your little quirks. 

I guess that’s why I grew up doing everything I loved …I had friends at primary but had too many interests to sit with one group…  I was part of the ‘popular’ lot at secondary school but was the one also off doing other things, I was a school governor & did every extra curricular activity ever 🤣🤣 

I guess I’ve always been cool by myself. Make believe games meant you were technically just by yourself. Extra curricular activities meant breaking from the crowd. I’ve always been ok with being by myself – & Now I’m still cool with my very few tight friends that sit across the world.

But one thing recently I’ve noticed is all this coolness by myself malarkey means I can take on pressures that could be shared by a team. I’m now part of the best team at FIT, at Pro Direct and often travel with teams – breaking away from adding the pressure so it’s all on me is tough. Remembering it’s not just down to me to make this work could help the stress levels. While I’m a natural lone wolf & happy with it, I’m learning now that greater things can happen when you’re part of a team, when you share your pressures and joys with others, when you distribute the pressure & work together. 

The women in my life haven’t got to where they are by simply trumbling through life by themselves. Mum needed Nan to help with the kids, Nan had my grandad for support etc etc 

I’m so grateful for all the women in my life who have helped shape me and grow me. As a team they created me, as a team we all worked together to have me sitting on this plane to Cologne for an Under Armour launch event in a dream job at 22. And I’m so grateful to the female bosses on team FIT. 

When you think back to your childhood can you spot yourself in the people who are closest to you? 

Thank you for making it this far for my ramble, I often write like this when I’m going through like emotional realisation. 

For me today – ‘you haven’t got to this stage in your life by yourself, so don’t expect to do everything daily yourself’ 

Team work makes the dream work. 

Who’s your team that made you, you? 

5 Tips if You’re Tired All The Time

5 Tips if You’re Tired All The Time

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Ok so if you follow me on instagram, if not, why not? @chlohodgkinson then you’d know that I’ve been a bit up and down for the whole year so far. It’s actually really common this time of year, at the start of the year I mean with the weather being colder etc and illnesses going around but I thought I’d do some research in to to try sort myself out. With the nights getting lighter and the weather getting warmer, if you’re still feeling tired here’s what i tried and what then happened…

  1. I increased my warm foods. 

Illnesses and colds etc thrive in colder environments hence the increase of colds in winter months. Drinking warming drinks (a personal fave is hot almond milk) and warming foods like root vegetables and soups can help reduce the amount the bad bacteria thriving… buzzing.

  1. Prioritise sleep

Don’t be ashamed to go to bed really early if you need it. Watch the TV programme on catch up and embrace what your body needs. I went through a week period of being asleep before 9, my body clearly needed it. 

  1. Increased calories

When feeling energy depleted, food is the stuff that gives us the energy so I increased my calories to help my body along. 

  1. Keep exercising but reducing intensity 

Intense exercise can be really stressful on the body. I dropped the intensity of my workouts and opted for longer walks instead. 

  1. Check Deficiencies & intolerances

You may or may not have seen that when I eat oats they make me sleepy. That seems to be the case for a lot of grains unfortunately *glances at the packet of over priced rye bread I no longer can eat* … knowing what foods make you feel great and others that don’t can really help your energy levels. I know to avoid oats first thing in the morning but things like bananas pre workout make me feel amazing. 

I’d also recommend seeing if you have a deficiency somewhere, things like anaemia can cause low energy caused by low iron. 

I’d love to know how you keep your energy levels up, I’ve also added in my favourite products that help me with the all the points above.

Wishing you all the energy in the world

Chlo xxx

5 Ways I’ve Increased My Energy & Happiness

5 Ways I’ve Increased My Energy & Happiness

 

When I tell you that every time I wake up in the morning full of energy I’m genuinely shocked and stand there asking myself ‘Am I sure?!’ – the answer for the past month is yes. Yes Im sure. I feel bloody fantastic, I am repelling against negativity and find how I react to different situations is better. 

I feel grounded & passionate, happy & light and even when I get angry or feel down the processing of this is completley different to how I did before.

  • Prioritise Sleep

Bad news for you light sleeps but this has been a huge huge huge help. Sleep is my #1 and with my body clock getting me up early it means that I need to make sure I hit the sack early too. I’m not a big TV watcher so this is easier for me but I now tend to climb into bed about 8:30pm and read for an hour, this normally sends me really sleepy and I switch lights out around 9:30pm. I now normally sleep all the way through but I do notice massively now if I eat too late or eat something that is high in sugar for example then my sleep is really disrupted. A top tip for getting to sleep is count your breathes to 10, then start from 1 again… I normally don’t even remember reaching 3 rounds of 10!

I’m putting a little section in here to talk about caffeine because it sits along side both prioritising sleep & decreasing my stress. I’ve actually decided to get rid of caffeine with especially focusing on coffee. You see im quite sensitive thanks to my couple of years of under eating and over excising and I’m extremely sensitive to stress. 

Coffee increases your cortisol (stress) levels and encourages adrenaline which can put your body in a big stressed state which in previous generations would only be put in if in danger by a being eaten or a tribe attacking. A high stressed body exhausts you and drains you and really ruins your sleep. I found myself grinding my teeth in the night as well as waking up about 4/5 times and reliant on coffee just to keep me going. 

  • Decreased Stress

This deserves a whole blog post by itself but really focusing on decreasing my stress has allowed me to stop worrying, be present and be happy. Instead of stress I focus on gratitude by saying 3 things im grateful for each day. As well as giving up caffeine which has been the biggy here I’ve also started focusing on my breathing and taking up yoga while resting more. 

  • Embraced my Spiritual side

This one isn’t for everyone & again I think will be the start of a series as there is so much I want to talk about in this section.  But honestly, embracing my spirituality and seeing the purpose of life in a bigger picture has been amazing for my happiness and energy. The belief that we are more than just blobs walking around destroying where we live and that there is a higher level of life is incredible. It’s provided me with insights and knowledge about myself and others I never would have thought of, it has guided me to incredible opportunities and given me experiences that simply felt out of this world…. Omg I sound like a right nutter hahaha.

  • Looking inwards 

We are constantly bothered about how we look to others, pleasing others and just go go go. We often to forget to check in with ourselves – hey that comment someone made? How did you actually feel about that? … or just stopping, breathing and acknowledging yourself is really powerful. I have spent time analysing my past, my actions and my goals – why I acted in a certain way and also the person who I want to be in life. The more you connect with yourself, the more you listen to yourself and your body which means more energy and happiness.

  • Breathing

Sounds silly but we genuinely dont do enough of this. We rush around breathing fast in competition with who is the busiest. You know what? Now I buzz if im the most chilled. I’ve started breathing through my stomach and with my nose not my mouth. This signals to the body that your safe which in turn relaxes you, helps you think, slows you down for a second to connect with yourself… and if you’re in bed, helps you fall asleep. 

I really hope these tips can help you & I’d love to know what you guys do for happiness and energy? Please comment below as im desperate to try new ways!

Chlo xxx 

 

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Dear Body, I’m Sorry

Dear Body, I’m Sorry

Dear Body, im sorry…

It’s been a few years now, a few years since we’ve been out of the darkest bits… but really about 11 months since I made the decision that enough was enough and you deserved to be put first. 11 months now since I decided that you mattered more than what society told my mind you should be. 11 months now since I started to take back control. 11 months since I guess you can say you’ve been allowed to be the best you. To live, to laugh and to love. But this is the first time I’m saying the words I should have said a while a go… and that’s that I’m sorry. Truly, deeply sorry.

I’m sorry for the times that I thought the less I ate the more weight I lost and the better you’d be. I know now that just makes you just go into survival and starvation mode where you will stop all unnecessary cell growth in a bid to keep me alive. I’m sorry that in my constant restricting of calories that you had no choice but to work even harder to keep me alive rather than give me the body I so desperately wished I had when I looked in the mirror. I’m sorry for all the diets that caused me to restrict you from the nutrients you need – You know, the no fat, no sugar, no carbs.. that cabbage soup one when i was 17?

Remember throughout my 1st year at uni and my time at uni?

I had you on 3 eggs, chicken and a handful of spinach.. you were allowed 10 raisins and 10 almonds before the gym and chicken and veg for dinner. Endless amounts of black coffee, you were on 4/5 Americanos and you were allowed 2 naps a day. Only now do I know that the coffee and the naps were because you had no energy to keep me moving. You did everything you could to stop me moving and I did everything I could to keep you going.

I forced you to move over 10,000 steps a day and if I didn’t I would drag you outside come rain or shine until you did. I forced you to never miss a gym session no matter how busy, how ill or how inconvenient for my friends or family. I would force you to miss time with family to make you run off those calories you ate, miss meals out with friends unless you could have chicken and veg and miss out on delicious deserts you were so badly craving in a bid to get abs. But the abs never came did they? Because you didn’t even have enough energy to keep me awake for the whole day, let alone build muscle.

I’m sorry for the time I gave you so much protein in a bid ‘to gain muscle’ through eggs every day, protein shakes, lots of low fat dairy and lots of meat. I’m sorry that you now cant process dairy and you have difficulty digesting foods now. I’m sorry you’re now so sensitive and the gut is now easily irritated because I was so convinced that fats and carbs were bad.

I’m sorry that the lack of carbs and fats meant you couldn’t function to give me my period, to keep my mood ok and my hormones balanced. I’m sorry you had to run on adrenaline and caffeine just to keep going.

I’m sorry that I blamed you every time I looked in the mirror that you weren’t the way I wanted you to look. The dull skin, hair falling out and brittle nails, I blamed you for not giving me what I wanted to see when I looked in the mirror – only now do I realise the lack of micronutrients from fruit and veg caused this, the lack of calories caused this and the lack of carbs for energy and fats for hormones caused this. I’m sorry that when I got so sick of not seeing what I wanted I would force you to consume endless amounts of chocolate and alcohol on a binge and then moan when I took ages to recover simple because you struggled to process the sudden binge.

I’m sorry for the lack of rest, for forcing you to complete high intensity workouts putting you under more stress. I’m sorry for focusing on calorie burn rather than celebrating your ability to move or your strength. I think cortisol, the stress hormone was most present leading you to not being able to switch off. I’m sorry that because of this waking up 3/4 times in the night was normal, jumping out of bed at 5am was normal pumped, wired and ready to go on adrenaline was normal, that the grinding of teeth was normal and the inability to switch off the mind was normal.

I’m sorry for the aches and pains you had to try get me to slow down and I’m sorry for ignoring them. I’m sorry for never stretching and looking after the muscles. I’m sorry for telling you if you weren’t sweating or out of breathe to do it again and for only being fueled by caffeine to complete such massive workouts.

I’m sorry that because of the lack of fuel you were always cold, right down to the bones. No amount of jumpers helped did it? Every day you were colder than the day before, every day you were fed less and if you went to bed growling at me with hunger then that was an accomplishment.

I’m sorry to you for making these choices and I’m sorry to my mind for making for the thoughts I had. I’m sorry to my mind and body for allowing myself to follow a stream of diet pages, promoting ways to eat less and move more. I’m sorry for the ruthless quotes saved on my phone, the endless ‘fitspos’ saved as my screen saver and the endless comparing to everyone on social media. I’m sorry for never letting you rest or switch off from the thoughts of food and calories. For constantly forcing you to think where and when your next bit of food will be, how you will enjoy something sweet without the calories and forcing you to look at pictures of food but never enjoying them. I’m sorry for every time I looked in the mirror the words I used to call you and I’m sorry for making you pretend everything was ok to everyone that loved you.

I’m sorry that it’s only now that I’m ready to say sorry and that while I can look back at my uni years and notice all the things that I did to you. I want you to know that now I am focusing on energy – no energy? That’s fine, lets rest you, feed you or hydrate you.

I want you to know that the thoughts and how I feel are my main priority – feeling low in self confidence? Remember what we’ve achieved and been through so far and my purpose in this life.

Comparing bodies with other girls? I promise to check I’m following only positive people on social media, to remember everyone is beautiful and accept you for you.

What about when it comes to fitness? I want to celebrate you, push you to become better at things and challenge you – but never completely exhaust you that you have to stop my period again.

Nutrition? I promise to listen you about what you need. Need carbs, sure hun. Extra calories because you’ve practicing #ProjectBecomeGoodAtShit? Absolutely. Want that desert? If it’s got dairy in we still need to be careful but if it’s without and you really want it, no worries.

That bottle of wine? Enjoy it and I’ll just give you some extra gut health support because although you might not accept it in every way… I know now that memories mean more than inches. That you mean more than the mirror. That your strength means more than the abs. That your thoughts mean more that your clothing size and that you mean more to me than what society tells us to be through that shitty diet culture that’s rammed down our throat every single damn day.

Dear body, I’m truly sorry and I promise to use you and your shitty experience to make a change to young girls and females. I promise to show the world how you are now you have the energy and I promise to use my experiences on how I used to treat you to create a bigger awareness of how the ‘healthy one’ might need a little help and guidance. That the one into fitness may be fighting a battle no one knows about and why fitspo might not be that inspiring after all.

Let’s make a change but this time together, not against each other.

Chlo xxxxx

Don’t forget to come say on Instagram, im currently on #ProjectBecomeGoodAtShit & #ProjectHealthyAdventurer – @chlohodgkinson 

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6 Slightly Odd Things That Happened After My Period Returned – #ProjectP

 

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I got my period back and I kind of wasn’t expecting what else could change/happen around me… so naturally I’d thought I’d share…

  • I’ve fallen truly madly deeply in love with dogs. Im obsessed. I get the urge to stroke them constantly and my heart hurts a little and fills like it gets bigger everytime I see one. Im not sure if this is some kind of fertility sign/ broodiness thing happening maybe? Does anyone know? – but anyway don’t panic mum, at least it’s not kids ey! 
  • I’ve got hair on my arms like the tops of arms and my hair is growing rapid… turns out when you suffer from amenrohea your hormones are everywhere and can stop hair production.
  • Nail Growth – It can also stop nail production… so you guessed it, my nails are growing like made!
  • My Libido is back (omg I cringed writing that hahaha soz mum) 
  • I’ve developed hormonal acne. Annoyingly I now get spots around my chin and jaw line. If you face map it (See here) this is due to hormones. I’m going to go see someone to see if I can manage this.
  • I worry less. Not having a period was a massive worry for me, so I kinda obsessed over it… me? Obsess?! Neeeeever lol…. Since having it back, It’s one less thing to worry about!
  • I’m more aware of my body than ever and my cycle. I researched loads into the reproductive system and out cycles and started to become so in tune with my body and what it means when it does certain things.
  • I feel more female. It sounds weird, but I feel more womanly & girlie if you like. I can’t really describe the feeling but I just feel more feminine… hmm.

And that’s that… I’ll update you if anything else happens but im really interested in seeing if you notice any differences to your body & feelings around your cycle? Let me know below!

Here to more flowing months hahaha ew.

Love 

Chlo xxxx