It’s the most wonderful time of the year! The switch flips on all of my social media feeds, the hashtags fly, there is a soft green light cast over everything. It’s time for FITBLOGGIN’!
Like so many in the tribe, I feel a certain kind of ownership. It’s OUR conference. It’s like a homecoming every year. I was there from the beginning, when my blog was still called Did I Just Eat That Out Loud, Roni still had long hair and Carla was still MizFit.
I decided to become a Zumba instructor at FitBloggin’, which set in motion for me a whole new career path. I’ve been an attendee, a speaker, and an instructor; I’ve made people laugh and I’ve cried it out. I’ve made some of the most important friendships of my life at FitBloggin. It’s a pretty amazing thing.
Yep. This is my Fitbloggin recap, but I wasn’t even there. Well, I wasn’t there PHYSICALLY. I was there in spirit. And I was in the pocket of so many thoughtful friends who sent me texts and messages and photos and video clips and I just can’t even begin to tell you what that felt like. To be remembered in the midst of the selfies and workouts and
edibles beers and laughter. Because you are all so very dear to me.
Last year I had the opportunity to lead a session with Steve about Fitblogger Tough Love.
We explored the idea that while our tribe can be so supportive and understanding that while sometimes it can be the thing that lifts us up through our trials and tribulations, it can also be the thing that holds us back. We can be a soft place to fall, because there is always someone to commiserate when the going gets super tough. I was one of many who was still working on taking the same weight off in Savannah that I was working to take off our first time in Baltimore. And while I was much farther along on the journey away from Fatass, my pants size was not the thing that reflected those strides.
Well. Here we are a year later, and I’m thinking about whether or not I’ve actually accomplished anything. I haven’t gotten a lot thinner but I have gotten stronger, inside and out. And I have continued to do a lot of things that take a lot of nerve for a fat girl. I’m still pushing the envelope, living in my discomfort zone, and you know what else? I’m still wearing a bikini.
I am also about to become a certified nutrition coach.
I’ll just let that sink in for a moment. Because I know what some of you may be thinking. If I know enough to help coach other people in making better nutritional choices, why the heck am I still MrsFatass? I know. But here’s the deal. I found what works for me. I found the thing that has helped make me stronger, helped make me feel awesome, helped fuel my training, helped reveal that I actually do have sculpted muscles, and slowly but surely it will be the thing that helps bring my weight down.
And I have also learned that while some people will lose 2 or 3 pounds in a week, I will lose.5. It sucks, but it’s me. So I’m done trying to LOSE WEIGHT and I am now eating to support my lifestyle. And I DO know how to help other people do that too and it’s because of my tribe that I didn’t just give up and grab a bag of Ruffles.
And speaking of lifestyle. I also now drive a minivan. And on the back of it? Is a bike rack. Along with my Fitbloggin’ stickers, my 13.1, and my trio fitness cling is a bike rack because you know what else?
I’m in training. For a triathlon.
Yep. MrsFatass is doing a tri along with about 30 other first-timers. I vehemently said NO WAY for many years, but then a friend brought it up and after I said HELL TO THE NO I went home and registered for it. And now our studio is putting together a training club and we are going to DO this thing in October. And I am fighting the urge to qualify triathlon, because it’s a little bitty baby one. But I’m not going to. Because it’s huge. It’s huge for ME.
So, even from a distance, Fitbloggin’ is still my inspiration and my tribe and even though I wasn’t in Denver, I was still able to soak up some of that positivity and love and I am still going to keep trying, moving forward, and basically being willing to make a total ass of myself in public if it will make you laugh and try something new yourself. I’m still living my Bikini Promise, not waiting until the perfect time or the perfect weight or the perfect size before I try something. And I hope you are too.
And when I see you all in 2016, I’m going to need twice as many hugs.