Hi! My name is Krista and am a tiny (read: just over 5 feet tall!) fitness lover and overall health addict! I after spending months
stalking reading and getting amazing inspiration from fellow fitness bloggers, I’m joining with a tiny little space in the blog world!
My fitness journey began my sophomore year in college 2005 (whew, feels so long ago!). I was never overweight growing up thanks to playing soccer and swimming for my neighborhood’s swim team. Enter the freedom of college and the dreaded freshman 15 (more like 20). Around the middle of my sophomore year I saw some not-so-flattering photos of myself and knew I had to make a change. I switched sodas for water and the occasional juice, started eating more fruits and veggies, and picked only healthy items for snacks and lunches while on campus. I lived at home and commuted all four years to class so didn’t have access to a gym whenever I wanted- but we did have a treadmill and some weights in our basement. While I knew healthy eating played a part in weight loss, I knew I had to exercise regularly to really see a difference. I started off slow with some walking and jogging on the treadmill a few times a week and worked my way up to running and eventually lifting weights. Come graduation in 2007 and my first job I was pretty fit- I lost all the weight I put on in college and then some. My self-esteem improved and I felt great about my body and how amazing it felt to have this new healthy lifestyle.
During this time my then-military-boyfriend deployed – just a couple months before my dad was diagnosed with cancer. The combination of both really took a toll on my health. I was stressed daily about the safety of the bf as well as the well-being and lifespan of my dad. I had no desire to eat and found escape through exercise- and dropped a lot of weight. Not long after the bf’s return we broke up, adding to another stressor to my health. While I enjoyed my lowest weight during this insanely-stressful time, my family and friends voiced their concerns about my health, including the negative impact the ex had on my health and how I was so focused on others’ well-being that I neglected my own. I got a grasp on my eating and working out habits, began to talk a lot with my family and friends about my fears and anxiety and how best to cope. With their love and support I was able to cope a bit better and got back on track with a healthy eating and exercise regimen.
Then my dad took his own life.
As you can imagine my world stopped. My heart was ripped open and torn to pieces by this sudden and traumatic loss. During the first year following his death I gained and lost weight like a yo-yo, still working out and trying to eat healthy – focusing on anything but the grief I knew I had to face-but never having a true, firm grasp on how to live life without my best friend, my hero, my daddy.
Although my father’s death has shaken me to my core, in the past year I have finally come to a good place. I forgave him many months ago. My grief now is mainly coping with this enormous void in my life- not being able to see or speak with him whenever I want, share my life’s adventures and accomplishments, and all that he has missed (obtaining my Master’s degree, new job, new car) and missing all of my future- my wedding, children, first house, etc.
I have the most amazing mother who also lost her best friend and soul mate that year. She has no idea the impact her courage has had on my grief recovery, and I aspire to have her strength and wisdom every day. I also have the most amazing friends who have stood by me and supported me, and most importantly, have stuck by my side even through this tragedy and treat me like the same person I was before. They are my rock, without whom I would certainly not be where I am today.
This brings you to now. Throughout the years, before and after my dad’s passing, I have had a negative view of my body and weight. Insensitive and harsh comments from the ex didn’t help, nor did my constantly comparing myself to others and trying to live up to society’s perception of ‘beauty.’ Now that I am in a good place I find I am more accepting of my body and am learning every day to appreciate the awesome machine that it is.
This blog is meant as an outlet, a resource, an entertaining read, a rambling journal, if you will, of my desire to quench my thirst for more out of life! I hope you enjoy my random posts on life, love, music, grief, volunteering, and my passion for staying fit while being travel-sized 🙂 And of course, my crazy healthy recipes! Rock on lovers!