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I Am Ready For My First NPC Bikini Competition

Plan. Practice. Dominate.
Plan. Practice. Dominate.

I am ready.

Last week, I wasn’t. I was kind of a mess, actually. Stressed, nervous, comparing myself to everyone on Instagram. Worried my abs wouldn’t show up and that I’d be the “fat girl” on stage. 

And I might be. But I can’t control that. 

What I can control is me. And what I know is, I have put in the work. 365 days of work. 

I was told by 3 different doctors that I would “never be thin” but I am now. 

Over the years, I have had dozens of people say to me in surprise, “oh, you’re an athlete?”. Well now I look it – I don’t have to say it. 

I didn’t miss a single workout during prep. Not one. 

I stuck to my diet. In spite of birthdays and office parties and holidays and hormones (yes, I’m over sharing – some weeks are a LOT harder than others to say “no” to chocolate). 

I have built a willpower stronger than anything I’ve thought was ever possible. 

Do I want to win? Hell ya, I’m competitive AF. And maybe I’ll deserve it, maybe I won’t. There will be a lot of girls on Saturday who busted their asses, just like me. 

But either way, I’m not going to stress this week. Because I’ve put in the work. I’ve done everything in my control to be the best I can be. To be as prepared as I can be. And I am ready. 

I even created a run of show. Because that’s how I roll. 

Nerd at heart…but nerds. get. shit. done. 



(GET IT?! #micdrop)

1 Week Out from NPC Bikini Contest


I’m torn between “holy shit, I wish I had three more months” and “holy shit, I cannot wait to eat something besides chicken, fish and spinach“.

I can definitely feel the effects of eating low carb during this NPC Bikini prep. Long term, this is not a sustainable diet for me. My energy levels are rock bottom. 

The plus side is that I give zero f***s about 90% of the things going on around me, which is probably the first time in my life. 

You want to cut me off during my morning commute? Don’t care. 

You want to show up 10 minutes late to a meeting you called with no prepared agenda? Whatever.

Basically all of my energy is spent standing upright, so I have nothing left for any bullshit. I feel like I’m living in someone else’s body. Not only because my body doesn’t LOOK like my body, but also because normally I am SUPER passionate about basically every little thing there is to be passionate about. This includes (but is not limited to) a proper way to put spoons in the dishwasher. However, with this mood altering low carb diet, it’s like I get to try out being someone else. 

I bet my blood pressure levels are great right now. 

.Except when I remember I’ll be on stage in 7 days. Then a lightening bolt of fear strikes through my body. The hairs on my arm stand up and I think “probably should have gotten laser hair removal there too”. 

But since I don’t have the energy to care, I don’t. 

NPC Bikini Competition Suit

After I met with my coach last Saturday I was so pumped. I mean, if she believes I can go from suuuuuper average to stage ready by April 8, why should I have any reason not to believe her? She’s the expert after all, not me.

She gave me a list of things to buy:

  • Competition Jewelry
  • Shoes
  • Bikini

Cost of an NPC Competition Suit

So the NPC bikini. There’s a couple of reasons why those models look so good in them. First, and most obviously, the girls wearing them are fit AF. But also, they’re like $300 bucks MINIMUM. You can drop a grand easy. The more you spend, the more bling you get. I compare it to triathlons – you can get an entry level from bikesdirect.com or spend more than the cost of a pre-owned Subaru. I opted for the bikes direct version.

I contact the NPC bikini maker (Seamstress? Bedazzler?) and she asks for my height, weight, hip size, chest size. Normal stuff for a custom, blinged-out bikini. And then she says “ok so you’re 5’2″ so your competition weight will be what, like 105? 110?”

Hold the f***ing phone. 105?! I’m 122! And I’m not starving and eating celery sticks over here but I do NOT have another 17 pounds to lose! I literally just lost 17 pounds.

How Much Do NPC Competitors Weigh?

I immediately start googling BMI charts and NPC competitors’ weight like my life depends on it. Turns out, 105 at 5’2″ is definitely unrealistic and unhealthy for me (Have you seen my chest? Right there is at least 10 pounds).

But then again, maybe everything that everyone (who, by the way, has NEVER competed) is telling me is true – that this is a totally unhealthy sport where you basically starve yourself, develop an eating disorder and die.

Maybe not.

Time to call the coach…

So ya, I overreacted. Which comes as no surprise to ANYONE who knows me at all, I’m sure.

According to my coach (and my mother) I HAVE to stop obsessing over the scale. Instead, I get to obsess over inches – where they are currently, where they should be, where they should not be.

And this week, I’m happy to report I’ve lost one inch from my waist. So I guess eating chicken and broccoli every 3 hours is working. Bring on that bikini.