body image

<strong">I’ve suffered from body dysmorphia since I was a young girl. Though I used to compete in fitness competitions, train twice a day, look “great” in a swimsuit, and eat only my non-GMO, ... Continue Reading

The topic of body image and embracement is incredibly difficult for many women. Much of these body image issues stem from traditional mass media (i.e. television, movies, and magazines) and advertising ... Continue Reading

I remember sitting in the back seat of my mother’s car. My best friend Lisa sat next to me. She was a few years older and at least a foot taller. She was thin, blonde, and freckled. I was a thick little ... Continue Reading

Open any magazine and you will see what we all preach against. Airbrushed, too-thin models, who represent the so-called ideal that is in reality, mainly because of the Photoshopping techniques, ... Continue Reading

When I first heard the saying “strong is the new skinny” I loved it, but since then, I’ve kind of grown to hate it. Let me explain. When I first heard the saying “strong is the new skinny” ... Continue Reading

Don’t you dare call me petite, or skinny for that matter. It’s kind of like calling a woman big, which tends to be a bad idea, even if you mean it as a compliment, as in “Hey, I like those big, muscular ... Continue Reading

My co-worker Michael came into my office and said, “You’re going to want to put on your jacket for this one.” It was a sunny afternoon in Los Angeles, and as one of the head coaches at CrossFit LA, it was ... Continue Reading

It was the summer of 1987. I was twelve, we had just moved to a new town, and I was about to start eighth grade. I was babysitting for a new neighbor and they had a scale in their bathroom. We never had a ... Continue Reading

There is an epidemic amongst us that is destroying our attempts at reaping the health benefits of proper nutrition and lifestyle changes. This epidemic is not a new food, a magic supplement, or a new ... Continue Reading

Like a lot of women - and I assume many men - my moods were once tethered to a number that appeared on the scale. In high school, I remember abiding by an imaginary rule that a girl did not mention her ... Continue Reading