I love fitness. I love eating well. And I love being and feeling healthy.
I don’t mind going out of my way to squeeze in a workout. It really doesn’t bother me that I end up wearing work out clothes more than normal clothes. And to be honest, I could eat a chicken salad everyday and genuinely not get tired of it.
I get excited when I find new healthy recipes that are delicious, and better yet, easy to make. I adore tying my running shoes to my duffel bag when I travel, waking up extra early, and exploring whatever location I’m visiting. And nothing makes me happier than stumbling upon a new form of exercise that I’ve never heard of before.
But… you know what else I love?
Baking cookies with my nephew and eating the cookie dough.
Pigging out at Thanksgiving with family. Going camping and foregoing all strength training for a week. Grabbing drinks with friends on the weekends. Skipping a morning workout and spending a little extra time picking out the perfect outfit . Making an emergency WaWa run with my boyfriend because we decided we had. to. have. ice cream.
I love living a healthy lifestyle, but more importantly, I love living.
And to me living means more than the happiness that I find in fitness, but also in the experiences and great times I spend with others. I can assure you that not all of those experiences are going to include chia seeds, protein shakes, or long runs.
Don’t mistake this blog post as a lack of drive, dedication, or work ethic. Instead, take it as an athlete who is also an aunt, sister, friend, and a normal human being.
We live in world of unhealthy extremes, and at the end of the day everyone needs to find his or her own balance… Mine just happens to include cookie dough.