That’s what my sign should have said…

Walking around each day furiously scribbling calories in my little red notebook

1 small banana: 90

4 oz of chicken breast: 273

5 chocolate chips: (yes it was that bad)

And what for? I never felt even remotely comfortable in my own skin

The last couple weeks I decided to stop counting my macros and just eat good, healthy food until I was full

What I found out is that food isn’t the enemy: I AM. And that even after 3 years of CrossFit, I’m still learning, growing and changing just like everyone else.

Coach Allie made a comment the other day that I’m “not as tiny as I perceive myself to be anymore” and for a moment I went into a complete tail spin!

“What do you mean? I don’t look good? I’m not thin anymore? Should I stop eating so much? Oh no why did I take my shirt off during that workout…!” Etc.

But she’s right! Looking at this picture I see big strong legs, a solid core, maybe the hint of a few traps (god willing) and most importantly: a girl thats not afraid to feel confident in this newfound earth suit that she’s still learning to love…

One day at a time.

And isn’t that what it’s all about?