For those of you that don’t know, I shattered my elbow over the summer and had to get 11 screws and a plate put in. It was one of the worst injuries I’ve had to date, and the year was already off to a rough start. After that i swear it was one thing after another. Loss after loss, failure after failure. I felt so defeated. I faced the worst depression and anxiety I’ve ever faced in my life. I was bedridden from it. I was at the point where I was begging to be taken from this earth. It was brutal. Now im not normally one to post fitness pictures, but Over the last month I have gone from about 138lbs, out of shape and eating one meal a day on average, (see last pic) to 145lbs, and in the best shape of my life. I’m eating 3500-4000 calories a day and training 8-9 times a week. I feel more confident in my own abilities than I have in years and that alone makes a massive difference in my mental well-being. The thing is, today I had a shitty day. I got down. I didn’t want to train. I didn’t even want to get out of bed. You WILL have days like this. It’s when you sink into the comfort of self hatred and self pity, bad habits, And lack of discipline that things start to spiral out of control. If I’ve learned one thing in the last year it’s that motivation will not always come to you. You have to fill in the gaps with discipline and focus on the long term happiness and goals you want to reach instead of the short term. Anyways that’s my two cents but I hope everyone is well and thriving Much love, J