How old was I when I started hating my body? I laid in bed last night wondering the question and I couldn’t pinpoint the answer.
It was nearly 4 years ago that I was at a cheering station for the Tempe Ironman. I was there to hold signs and encourage the athletes. We were stationed just after the transition from the cycling portion to run. For anyone who doesn't know much about an Ironman, it's kind of insane! First the [...]
It's usually after a particularly bad day, or in this case a series of bad days, that I take a step back and do some evaluating. You see, the last few days have just not gone my way and I've turned into my alter-ego Bitchy McWhinesalot. I hear myself complaining and, as much as I [...]
For years I believed that yoga wasn't my thing. I preferred high impact, high energy workouts, like kickboxing, boot camp classes or circuit training. Then one day, in an effort to regain some of the flexibility lost after years without dance, I found myself rolling out a mat in my first yoga class. I was [...]
Am I really 27? I am. Most days I feel like I am much younger, too unaccomplished and as terrified as a recent graduate that can't find a job. I often accidentally tell people I am 25. Shouldn't a 27 year old be set on a career path, own more than her car and be able to [...]
...I were thinner? This is a question I ask myself all the time. What if I were thinner? Would I make a better first impression? Would my day be better without the tugging of tight pants? Would I feel more myself? Would I be happier? I know I am not alone with these questions, even [...]