I have a confession to make.....
I love food. And I eat quite a bit. I eat vegan nachos, coconut ice cream, vegetable lasagna, buffalo cauliflower bites- if it's vegan- you name it, I'll eat it. My coworkers see me snacking and walking around chomping on my apples, popcorn, or trail mix and I'll get some glares and dirty looks considering I'm in a gym and they have to go train a client or focus on their workouts.
I also like to model for fun sometimes. Especially underwater :) My friend Greyson does a lot of underwater photo shoots and I've done about 4 now- in bikinis, dresses, even a mermaid tail.
And based on how often I'm modeling and/or snacking, most people would never guess that I used to have a terribly unhealthy relationship with food and I would get a lot of anxiety about having to wear a swimsuit in public.
But a little known fact about me: I started trying to go on "diets" at the age of 9. If I showed you a picture of me at that age, you'd be pretty surprised considering how fit I was.
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age 6 |
I was a very active kid- I started gymnastics at the age of 5 and continued until I was 10, then participated in dance and horseback riding for a number of years after that. I was never overweight, however I thought I was. My muscular legs and arms I had developed from gymnastics made me feel as though I was "fat", because I didn't look like the tall skinny models I always saw in the media. When I was 11 I became a vegetarian for ethical reasons but that didn't really help my unhealthy relationship with food.
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Age 13 |
In middle school I was mainly focused on the fact I wasn't developing like the other girls and was a late bloomer. It didn't help my body image when the curvy girls would make fun of me for not looking like a woman at age 13. I started getting insecure eating dessert around others, and at a music festival with my parents I almost passed out in the sun after swimming because I hadn't been eating (due to the fact I didn't want to eat in the dining hall where people could watch me eat). I ate immediately after that but it was at a Mr. Gatti's with my friends and they gave me a hard time for not eating more than 2 small slices of pizza.
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After Hydroxycut-age 17 |
In high school it only got worse, and I started feeling very insecure in bikinis, so much that I insisted on wearing shorts on top. I would freak out if they rode up while I was swimming and would hastily cover back my inner thighs as soon as I got out of the water. I also hated wearing tank tops because of my thick arms, and wouldn't wear short shorts. The few pounds of weight I gained during puberty made me feel even fatter so I started doing Pilates videos after school and running around my neighborhood to make me feel better. I was told it was okay to throw up sometimes after eating, so on occasion I would do so. However this would mostly just happen if I binged on a lot of food and felt sick to my stomach. Sophomore year I cried during rehearsal in a musical because I wanted to wear my cheerleading skirt lower to cover my thighs. Junior year it got particularly bad during one musical when I found out I would have to wear a leotard on stage. I got a hold of Hydroxy-cut diet pills and took them for a week until my fellow cast-mates found out and gave me a hard enough time about it that I stopped taking them. I would also gag drinking Slimfast diet drinks trying to get them down in replacement of real meals. I grew extremely anxious when the directors of the musical bought pasta and pizza for the cast and I knew I couldn't eat any. My mom stopped what she was doing and came to my school with a salad and fruit for me so that I could have something to eat and not stray from my diet. It would take me hours to go shopping for jeans and my sister tried so hard to convince me they looked great but I couldn't stop obsessing over the fact that most would hug my upper thigh and show my "fat curve". It was ridiculous, I know.
In college I started letting myself believe I was attractive, based on some of the attention I received, however I was so afraid of gaining the "Freshman 15" that I would restrict my eating and sometimes force myself to throw up after eating. I still didn't go to the gym regularly, but my roommates and I would sometimes go together every few weeks or so.
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Age 21 |
Sophomore year of college I started becoming depressed after dealing with a bunch of massive changes so I started trying to run more for the endorphin rush. Exercise helped me pull myself out of depression, and changed my life in this way. But unfortunately it still didn't become a regular part of my life.
Throughout the next 4 years I would still continue my unhealthy relationship with food, cycling between "dieting" and binge eating. I felt incredibly guilty eating anything unhealthy, hated the way I looked in the mirror and in photos, and relied on male attention to feel pretty.
Thank god I found my way into the fitness industry in the summer of 2015. I had just become vegan a few months prior, and wanted to get out of the restaurant industry into a more fulfilling and flexible job so I could pursue acting (Selfish, I know...) BUT, little did I know just how much it would change my life.
So I quit my restaurant job completely, having no other jobs lined up or a plan. My mom was quite surprised when I mentioned to her I was thinking of becoming a fitness instructor, and I had to try and convince her and myself it was something I really wanted to do (even though I wasn't really sure if I would like it). So I started going to a small gym with some classes, and started to try and find a job in a gym while I got my personal training certification. I made quite a few dumb mistakes in the process. For example, in my first interview for a front desk position in a gym, when the manager asked me why I wanted the job, I said that I like to "always be moving around and have something to do"[front desk positions are usually the opposite]...or when I tried out to be a kickboxing instructor without ever having taken a class.... That was quite comedic. My partner during the workout had 2 years experience and got quite annoyed with me because I couldn't remember the sequence of movements. It's safe to say I wasn't offered the job.
Well luckily I finally landed a job at Gold's Gym in Westlake thanks to a friend of a friend that worked as an Operations Manager there. I had only stepped into a Gold's Gym once before in my life and boy was it intimidating. I happily accepted the front desk/kid's club position for $7 an hour to get my foot in the door, although I was kinda scared to be working there. I expected to be working with intense meatheads but everyone was incredibly nice and friendly. Sure there were some big dudes and muscular trainers, but everyone was down to earth. Although I was afraid to workout in the gym after my shifts in fear of doing something wrong or stupid and having all the trainers make fun of me behind my back, the Operations Manager and coaches encouraged me to check out the Golds'sFit classes.
And little did I know what I was in for...
(To be continued)