Adventures in Fat Girl Fitness

Working my Way to a Healthier Me One Burpee at a Time

Crossfit and the Shy Girl — July 3, 2018

Crossfit and the Shy Girl

I experienced this situation for the first time last week. I was working on a WOD that was, for lack of a better description, killing me. It was a basic 2k on the rower, 1.6k pu the ski erg (since I still can’t run with my achilles), and 120 calories on the assault bike.

Yeah, you read that right. 120 calories on the ass bike.

So, as you can imagine I was the last to finish. So far behind that I had not only my class watching, but the next class watching as well.

This meant I rode my last 30 calories to the simultaneous sounds of cheers from the other athletes and my coach telling me to not give up.

It was… awkward.

I’m a naturally shy person who generally hates being the center of attention. Hell, I didn’t even want to walk down the aisle at my own wedding because people would be looking at me.

But what i found this time was that while the cheering may have been the most awkward part of my workout, it was also the part that made me want to work harder.

So I pushed hard on the bike, pushed through the pain, and finished to hearty congrats and first bumps.

While I may never get used to the cheers, I can get used to the feeling of finishing strong and if my pride keeps me from quitting, so be it. I’ll take whatever push I can get.

It’s all about those macros — June 15, 2018
Crossfit day two — March 2, 2018

Crossfit day two

Well, I’ve ruptured my Achilles tendon. Well, hell. Made it through 15 sit ups and 75 single unders before I heard the pop and thought someone had hit me with a barbell.

So yeah… This is gonna put a damper on my journey. But it’s not going to kill it. I’ll get back there and work even harder to get my ass (and ankle) in shape.

Wish me luck!

Why — March 1, 2018


So why did I decide to start on a journey of fitness and health? Here’s a short list for me to remember when the days get hard and the chocolate looks so good.

  1. My daughter: I want my kid to grow up knowing that she can be strong and that her body can move mountains (or at least climb them) if she fuels and feeds it the right way.
  2. Honesty: I want to be truthful in what I say to my child when she points out my tummy or bum. I want to mean it when I say, “yup, mummy is proud of her tummy. It carried you!” rather than feeling a deep shame at how I look.
  3. Mental Health: I struggle with mental health. Depression and anxiety are dear, if caged, friends of mine. One of my biggest current challenges is simply liking who I am. I know part of that will never be fixed until I take some action to make some changes.  The rest of my life and mental health is in a good place now. I’d like my body to follow.
  4. Alignment: I want my outsides to match my insides.  In my head I’m a warrior. I’m strong and capable and can leap tall buildings in a single bound. I want that to be all true in the real sense, not just in my head (although inside is a good first start).
  5. Mountains: I want to climb them. Or at least hike them. I want to bike ride and canoe and hike and camp and run and play and do all the things I’m just too tired to do now. I want to experience all those fun things once more before it truly is too late.

In short, I want to be a better, more capable version of myself. I want to be as strong as I feel. And I want to raise an equally strong and fierce kid who never doubts in her ability to kick ass and take names.

The Journey Begins — February 25, 2018