How to Become a Fitness Model

I live to eat. Or, I did until last Monday. The thing is, I LOVE food. And not in a “omg ice cream” sort of way but more of a wake-up-and-at-breakfast-think-about-what-I’m-going-to-make-for-dinner kind of way.  

I’m not partial to one cuisine in particular; I’ll try anything – vegan mac and cheese, grilled ostrich meat – it doesn’t matter. If it’s food, I will try it. 

There’s something about the flavors that evoke certain moods. Happy, sad, excited, angry – there’s a flavor to go along with each and every one.

 So you’re probably thinking I’m 300 pounds. I’m not. I’m 136. And that’s not bad – by American standards, or depending on your height. But I’m 5’2”. And I was 122. And then I was 125. And then 133. And then last weekend it was finally, finally the first beach weekend of summer (it comes early here – I live in Florida) and I put on my swimsuit and for the first time ever I thought “I should get a one piece this year”.

Then I freaked the f*** out, for many reasons, but mostly for being willing to settle for a one piece — and now I’ve decided instead of buying a mom suit, I’m going to become a fitness model. 

Becoming A Fitness Model

I recommend you hold any questions for at least another 3 months since this plan is not completely sorted out. I have a workout plan and a meal plan for the next 12 weeks. That’s it.

But the point is, it’s not so much the working out that will be tough for me. I’ve ran a marathon, competed in a 70.2 mile triathlon and have some trophies for swimming, soccer and even dog sledding. But training my tongue to “go numb” is going to be the hardest thing.  

As it turns out, the fitness model diet is very boring. Fish, chicken, boiled vegetables. It’s not even that it’s bad – enough hot sauce makes anything edible. It’s just dull. 

So for the next 12 weeks, you can expect posts on healthy recipe attempts, workouts and how I’m training my taste buds from “live to eat” to “eat to live”.

Sit back, relax and enjoy the journey (preferably with buttered popcorn – someone’s gotta enjoy it and it can’t be me). 

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