Calluses

Calluses

“Guys don’t like girls with calluses on their hands”.

After posting a photo of the proof on my hands that I lift heavy shit and put in the work on my body, I got a message telling me that men don’t like girls with calluses on their hands.

I sat there for a minute and looked at the message like, “Seriously dude?” and promptly responded something sassy along the lines of “the kind of beasts I date do” and left it at that.

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You Don’t Get To Just Pick One

You Don’t Get To Just Pick One

Why is it much easier for people to implement the rule of “authenticity” into their business (or at least claim to) but they can’t seem to put that same sort of naked rawness into their personal relationships?

Don’t you see the disconnect here?

ALL AREAS ARE CONNECTED! They all are part of the circle. Without one of the pieces, your ball won’t roll. You might be able to push it along, but it won’t roll smoothly. Continue reading “You Don’t Get To Just Pick One”

Why The Hell Not?

Why The Hell Not?
“Why the hell not?”
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Really though?
What is stopping you from saying what you want to say?
From doing what you want to do? From having what you want to have?
From loving who you want to love?
Continue reading “Why The Hell Not?”

Smile

Smile

Smile and remember to NEVER let other people dim your light by projecting their own insecurities on you.
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Just because someone you care about is all dark and twisty inside doesn’t mean that you have to be too. That’s not going to help anything or anyone.
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Stand true in who you are and know that not everyone can handle it. 
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No matter how capable they may appear to be, sometimes you’re just too bright for them and that’s okay… those aren’t your people.
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Eyes on the prize.
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KEEP SMILING. KEEP SHINING.

Fuck Standing Still

Fuck Standing Still

I’m going to be 30 in a few days. 30 years old, it’s hard to believe. It feels like these past 10 years have flown by. To be honest with you, I’ve always felt older. I’ve always been one of the youngest people in every room most of my adult life. So NO, I’m not freaking out about hitting the big 3-0 like a lot of people keep asking. I’m actually excited.
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My Goal is to GAIN

My Goal is to GAIN

Every time I weigh in at the gym and the number goes down, I get pissed. No one around me, except my trainer gets it. They all look at me like I’m crazy… Because apparently since I’m a woman, that must mean I only have goals to lose weight and be skinnier.

Nope. Couldn’t be more wrong.

We have worked VERY hard over the past year or so to get a plan in place that keeps me gaining. Because I was too skinny (not a luxury at all, so don’t even say it) I was sick. I wasn’t comfortable in my skin. I was weak. I was unhealthy. It wasn’t a good thing.
Continue reading “My Goal is to GAIN”

Why I Pay Extra for Uber Black

Why I Pay Extra for Uber Black

Yes; just little ol’ me, my bookbag, and small suitcase sat in a full size, blacked out Yukon on my drive to the airport today.

Yes, it costs about double the price of a regular Uber.

Something some people might think is crazy, shit…there was a time I thought it was ridiculous too! But there’s a big mindset lesson here so read on…. Continue reading “Why I Pay Extra for Uber Black”