Okay.. I get it. In a perfect world I would meal prep every Sunday, get all my meals in on time and I would definitely have a six pack by now.

I am a huge advocate for meal prep, and a prepper myself. (Not to be confused with doomsday preppers.) I am on point the majority of the time. But sometimes meal prep is just a bitch you don’t want to deal with. She’s boring. Needy. Time consuming. Takes up your whole day off. ย And you have to do it just right or everyone ends up unhappy. (๐Ÿ‘ˆSee what I did there.) But I digress. Sometimes it just doesn’t work that way.

So far this week I have lived off of protein shakes, protein cookies, jerky and what I would consider an obscene amount of mini cupcakes. (Kidding- it was only 3. And they fueled a Muay Thai workout and touched my soul so that’s okay, right?)

BUT obviously I can’t continue to eat only protein and cupcakes. So I stopped by Simply Fit Meals and got a few things. Yay for food!! ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡IMG_0913

My point? 1) Sometimes life happens. Did I regret those cupcakes? Yes. For a little bit. But did I let them ruin the rest of my night/week? No. I didn’t let one bad thing catapult me into the “I’ll just start fresh next week mentality.” 2) You sometimes have to make due. I haven’t had a lot of time for meal prep. Protein shakes and Quest cookies aren’t the foundation of a good diet but they are healthy options comparatively. And that is where Simply Fit came into play. I KNEW I would struggle to find time this week for prep, so I went ahead and got some meals to last until I will have time!

Plan ahead, but when a plan falls through, understand your mistake and just move forward.

I have been called fat, chubby, tubby, chunky (and everything in between) so many times that I have lost count.

 

 

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What do all these pictures have in common?

These were all times that I was extremelyย proud of myself in some capacity but was called fat/chubby/tubby by someone. It didn’t matter that I felt pretty, or worked hard, or lifted heavy, or won medals and trophies. All that mattered was that how I looked- and what I lacked.

I would be lying if I said that the comments didn’t hit a nerve with me. I talk very openly with my struggles with body image issues and body dysmorphic disorder, and now I am a huge advocate for working hard but loving yourself through the process.

But I found myself telling a client a few weeks ago “I am not comfortable enough with my body right now to post workout videos yet.” How is that being an advocate for loving yourself? It’s absolutely not.ย I also feel like I am doing a disservice to my clients and followers by not showing the highs and lows of my own journey.

Years ago I made it a point to be an advocate of “real-ness” in the perfectly posed world of the fitness industry.

I will say, over the years my skin has gotten so much thicker. That I can easily shake off comments about my weight or how I look. Because I KNOW how hard I work, how great of a trainer I am, and I know I’m a damn good athlete.

Does this mean I am not striving to have a perfect diet, unlimited aerobic capacity, or a bangin’ beach bod? Nope. It just means that in the process of getting those things, I will ignore negative, ridiculous comments that bring no value to my life.

Why am I telling you guys all this? Don’t listen to anyone when it comes to loving yourself! There will be haters who will constantly try to tear you down, no matter how great you look, feel, or are doing in your life. And- they can f*** straight off!

Remember: “In order to avoid criticism- say nothing, do nothing, be nothing.”

Current condition ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡

Judge me. โœŒ

Here’s to real-ness! ๐Ÿ’ช

XO Michelle