Be-You-tifully Fit: Setting out for big things

Setting out for big things is scary. It’s the fear that pushes you to grow into the capabilities of mastering the feats ahead. This was how I felt about marathon #1. It was a monster of an obstacle. Plenty of times I believe I could not do it. I was never going to make it […]

My Journey: The One Less Traveled By

One of the hardest things to do for me is to talk about my weight loss.  It is very hard to explain why.  Yes, I have been very successful with it in the last six years’ time.  Yes, I am a personal trainer now trying to help people make the same journey.  That being said […]

Covering the distance

When I get into conversations with people about running, they still have that moment of eyes bulging out at the point when I say that I have done 2 ultramarathons.  Quickly it goes into the whole outward thought process of “I’m not an ultramarathoner in my head though because the distance destroyed me”, but tons […]

Be-You-tifully Fit: What doesn’t serve you

It’s been a year since I decided to seriously start weight lifting.  After training for the Marine Corps Marathon & the Old Glory 50K, I was absolutely burnt out and defeated.  I had run a total of 2,400 miles last year.  My body did not mind the mileage but with the other pressures of life […]

Be-You-Tifully Fit: We broke up.

I have had a long lasting early morning date with my scale.  It is not always a happy go lucky date.  There have been plenty times that I have cussed it out and stormed away.  After scrolling through instagram and reading a couple of memes, I decided it was time.  Mr. Scale & I have […]

Be-You-Tifully Fit: Mind games

So I am at the gym and I am finally feeling a little more comfortable lifting in front of other people until this woman next to me was staring at me.  I was doing my Stronglifts 5×5 routine doing 65 lb overhead presses.  At first I didn’t think much of it but after the 5 sets, […]

Be-You-tifully Fit: Inspiration (Beware of rant)

I have found it.  It was lost in some mud and sand beneath a rock pressed deep within a trail.  My inspiration.  My love.  My breath. For some time now, I have not been able to truly find why I run.  Why do I love doing this?  It hurts.  It sucks.  Here I am killing […]