Meagan L., check your email, toots!
Well, gosh. That was fun.
Someone sent me a semi-scathing message on Facebook recently questioning my obsession with my health recently. F'real. Like wanting to better myself is a reason to be ashamed?! But here you go, my explanation in bullet form:
- Emma. When I was a runt, I wasn't really encouraged to be proactive in my health. The end result was a roller coaster of binge and purge, self-loathing and overall laziness through high school. I was teased for my weight and felt horrible about myself. How did I take control of the situation? I ate my feelings, or I starved myself. My junior year of high school I didn't eat a meal aside from dinner for two months straight. And that's sad. I want my daughter to respect and love her body. I don't want to pass my image issues on to her. I want her to discover how great it feels to move and find something she can enjoy physically. I want her to love fresh air and pedaling her bike and jumping rope and even running and feeling the wind in her hair. And I won't force her into any of that, but I want to set a healthy example from the start.
- Hormones. I'm a whirlwind of emotions all the freaking time. I'm working on leveling them, I'm working on stability and a healthy mindset and honestly? Getting sweaty helps tremendously. We've all heard about endorphins from activity and I WANT THOSE ENDORPHINS.
- Myself. Its a small chunk of time I can give myself every day. As much as I don't look forward to getting sweaty, I'm always happy I worked out after. And I turned 30 on Thursday, so that happened. I want to make this year my healthiest yet.
- Others. I genuinely enjoy encouraging and motivating my friends and family. If someone hits the treadmill or starts a new workout or tags along to a class with me just once because I set a good example for them, I'm a legit happy girl. I may have missed my calling in life.

So there you go, person who will remain nameless but who suggested I should be evaluated. This working out business? I have good intentions, I pinky swear. I'm not sure you have the same good intentions, but that's cool.
I ended up T25'ing every day but Thursday and plan on hitting it again today, with a jog thrown in. You?
I ended up T25'ing every day but Thursday and plan on hitting it again today, with a jog thrown in. You?