Control isn’t coming

When I was a kid, my changing body drove me crazy. I was getting larger in all the ways I didn’t want to. Taller? Nope. Wider? Constantly. Why couldn’t I make my body do what I wanted? Why couldn’t I control it? I had control over so little then. My class schedule, my teachers, my…

Weight loss is not the key to health

Weight loss = healthy. Health = weight loss. It’s a simple, tidy equation. Nothing to it! If you want to be healthy (and who doesn’t???) then you could probably stand to lose some weight (and who couldn’t???). If you aren’t losing weight then you clearly aren’t trying. And if you aren’t even trying……well. Shame on…

If you’re setting intentions, be intentional

It’s the time of year that so many people around the world set health and fitness intentions, and this year that’s on my mind too. Now that the holidays are over and I’ll have a bit more time, I’ve decided to make a goal for the coming months: to strengthen my abs. I’ve set a…

Body acceptance is a superpower

Body acceptance sounds pretty touchy feely, doesn’t it? Maaaybe even a little cheesy? But boy oh boy, it’s so much more powerful than that. It’s like a force field that protects you from bullshit. And guys…there’s so much bullshit out there. If body acceptance were easy, everyone would rocking it. But it takes work, introspection,…

What self-love means to me

Rise and shine, Valentines. I know this day can be pretty weird if you don’t have that special love in your life. And I don’t even mean a significant other — I mean self-love. Self-love looks and feels different for everyone. For some, self-love is visible and outspoken and expressive — maybe bikinis on the beach,…

Last-minute Halloween ideas

Oh dear. Halloween really snuck up on me this year. No costume, no ideas, no time to run out and grab something…no worries! Here are a few last-minute character ideas that will certainly scare the living daylights out of everyone I encounter. I hope they get you inspired too. HAPPY HALLOWEEN, Y’ALL.  Candy eater. Enjoys…

My body is not a topic

I can’t believe how much body and diet talk I hear every single day — at my job. Politics are inappropriate because they are so divisive, but trashing our bodies? Yes please, lots of that. We can all agree on hating our bodies. Gross. The billion-dollar diet industry has made bodies, especially female bodies, a…

Eating is not a privilege. But movement is.

“I work out so I can keep eating burgers and pizza.” Raise your hand if you’ve ever heard something like this. Raise both hands if you’ve ever said this. Both hands up over here. This was my rallying cry back in the day. I said it proudly and unprompted whenever I ate something “naughty.” I…

The ONE problem with intuitive eating

Cavities. It’s the cavities, y’all. I just got three fillings at the dentist. Threeeeeee! And my old fillings are starting to need fancy new fillings. And man oh man, fancy fillings get expensive. Why do I get so many cavities? I’ve always thought of myself as a dental hygiene superstar. I preach nightly flossing to…

I love coffee, but it doesn’t love me back

Obviously I’m obsessed with the philosophy of enjoying whatever you want, whenever you want it. But there’s one thing in my life that isn’t so clear-cut. Coffee. Beautiful, bitter, black coffee. I’ve struggled with annoying digestive issues post-eating disorder, and I’ve tried cutting out all sorts of things to make it better. Gluten, nightshades, corn,…

On loving yourself through other people’s eyes

Yes, there’s a lot of dumb body-shaming bullshit in this world. You better believe I am ALL. OVER. THAT. But sometimes I see a little light that reminds me that body love, actually, is all around us. Hey-o! Lately, that light came from this beautiful essay by Ashley Ford about a woman finding her way…

I don’t slip up

I eat beyond fullness sometimes, sure. But “slipping up”? Nah. That’s the guilt-trip language of diet culture, trying to pull me back into its orbit. Slipping up goes hand in hand with getting back on track, and I already know how this story goes for me — restrict, binge, restrict, binge, forever and forever amen. A slip-up…