A little prior insight.
In 2008 my mom was diagnosed with stage three uterine cancer. She was thankfully referred to an amazing doctor and up to now the cancer has not returned. A lot of the reason I work as hard as I do is because I am so effing scared that I will one day also be diagnosed. Weight is a HUGE contributor to our chances. As most people with weight issues myself included, my mom has been a yo-yo dieter.
On my last trip to my parents house I was a bit shocked with how much weight my mom had gained. I really didn't want to say anything but st the same time I want to try to help her find the motivation she needed to make a one eighty turn for her betterment. I decided maybe instead of saying anything that maybe me working out everyday I was there might light a spark. I also made sure to keep on my normal ways of eating and not fall into the complacency I would normally fall into on a weekend at the folks house.
As I was preparing to leave my mom told me she was ready to start a new diet on Tuesday once I left. I gave her a hug and congratulated her and encouraged her to walk a little bit more than the little that she does and told her I'm here for her. Mostly because it's such an emotional ride, this journey of weight loss.
As I left I was hopeful that she would follow through...
Now to the good... No the great part...
A little I've a week ago my parents came to help celebrate Cruz's first birthday. While we were baking cakes and prepping foods, my mom got up from her chair and walked over to my row of kettlebells. She started to pick them up one by one... Some a bit to heavy... Until she found one she felt she could maneuver. My girlfriend Kim and I just stood on the sidelines and watched her find her stance and start to swing my 8kg in between her legs. I don't think I have ever been so excited. I then walked over and proceeded to give her a kettlebell 101.
I gave her all the materials I started with and as many suggestions that she could possibly absorb in such a short amount of time. I hoped it would be enough and most of all I was excited to see she had been bit by the kettlebell bug.
I just got off the phone with my dad and he just let me know my mom did purchase herself a 15lb bell and she's been working out a few times a week.
My heart is so happy right now, I hope that my mom gets as much as I have from kettlebell. As in my post yesterday, some days I can't believe I'm an inspiration to anyone but I am so glad I've inspired my mom and if I can inspire her anything is possible.






