Call me Olymp-Inspired

So I got a day job, and it's been great. I'm really good at my job and I have fun with it all day and my coworkers are pretty silly too.

But these first 2 weeks have gone by and I've worked out maybe 4 times, if I'm being completely transparent. And I was using little 5lb weights so I was never truly sore after. I wasn't pushing myself at all.

Instead I've been watching all these badass babies from the 2024 Olympics absolutely smash goals and level old records, make new ones and challenge every thing.

I've been following Ilona Maher and Simone Biles and so many others who are just fucking killing it out there, and feeling inspired.

And remarkably in love with my body type.

I've always heard from people in my life that the most beautiful women were soft, sweet and petite. And I'm not. I'm so not, and I never have been. So hearing those words and seeing those tiny petite women my family talked about as beautiful and then seeing my own reflection in the mirror broke something in me at a very early age.

Seeing Ilona Maher eating a crossaint the size of her torso while wearing the gold she won in women's rugby healed me.

Seeing 4'8" Simone Biles fly 12ft in the air from the power of her legs alone, had me wondering exactly what I could achieve if I gave myself the chance to see myself past my insecurities and fucking fly.

I've had 3 days off, since Monday. I go back to work tomorrow morning. But I KNOW that I can juggle work and fitness and feel good in my body, feel strong in my body, and beautiful, and capable, and look forward to the work.