Tag body image
“How the heck did I allow this to happen?” I muttered to myself as I stared in defeat at the number on the scale. 8 pounds heavier? Really? In that moment, my entire sense of self-worth teetered on the brink… Continue Reading →
Our bodies are capable of accomplishing amazing feats when we train and nourish them properly. It’s so exciting to experience an increase in our strength, mileage, and speed. On the other hand, our health and fitness can quickly fall apart… Continue Reading →
Do you buy into the mindset that you need to earn your Thanksgiving feast? The day after a gluttonous meal do you work out extra hard as a form of penance to relieve your guilt? Perhaps you are like me… Continue Reading →
Every year, a memory pops up with a picture from the first 10K that I ever ran with my dad. The heat of the day and exhaustion from pushing myself is evident from the grimace on my face, but I… Continue Reading →
Why can’t I lose weight? Why did I overeat yet again? Why can’t I resist foods that make me sick? Why is it such a battle to make healthier choices? Have any of these questions plagued your thoughts? For most… Continue Reading →
Despite an ongoing battle with lupus, a year ago I said screw it and signed up for a half marathon. My episodes of pericarditis (inflammation of the lining of my heart causing chest pain and fluid buildup) were under control… Continue Reading →
Why is my body rebelling against me? This frustrating thought frequents my mind – especially throughout these past two years as if somehow, my lupus symptoms were my body’s way of saying “screw you“ while purposely spiting me with illness…. Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always made it a point to go for a long run on Thanksgiving morning. Hitting the pavement nice and early wakes me up and mentally prepares me for a day that revolves… Continue Reading →
Do you ever look closely at yourself in the mirror or scrutinize a photo and find yourself being hyper critical of every inch of your face and body? Has your inner dialogue ever sounded something like this — “I hate… Continue Reading →
For most of my life I’ve been obsessively striving to be skinny. In my mind, mainly due to the culture at the time, skinny was synonymous with good. To look good you had to be skinny, therefore that’s what I… Continue Reading →