Let’s Get Real

Let’s Get Real

Let’s be honest here ... okay ? Like REAL honest, like too much info. There is no such thing as TMI with Amy…

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On a funny note… eat naked in front of a mirror. I promise you will eat less !!! It’s scary !

Read that picture !!! Read it again! 

Naked .... like in front of a mirror judging yourself on every INCH of your body. Now you can NOT shake that shame. If you don’t like what you see and you don’t like how you feel. GUESS WHAT? You are going to take that right into bed with you an ASSUME your better half “hates” all the same things! That …. That is a DEATH trap my friends. 

But this is where is get REALLY …... REAL !!!
When you get to the point that looking at yourself NAKED and DRESSED in the same way. If you find yourself putting on your favorite outfit…. standing there staring yourself up and down in the mirror and PICKING yourself apart. Feeling ugly, chubby, ashamed. Finding rolls over the back of your belt, maybe a little extra bulge around your zipper, and when things become tight they become SHORT. Your boobs no longer sit in your cute sexy bra! Instead you have a little extra hanging out the sides, the back, and everything is going wrong .... just WRONG!

The day I could NOT pull off any outfit I TRIED. The day that no matter what cute little boots I tried, no matter how good or bad the hair was, no matter the makeup, and no matter the amount of turquoise or puffy vest I layered on… IT WAS BAD and I was SO sad !
Ashamed.

Embarrassed.

Lost.

Mad.

And every other emotion there is ! 

That feeling didn’t stop right there in the closet. That feeling didn’t stay right there in the mirror. Sadly that feeling followed me everywhere! All day long. And even to bed at night. No amount of flannel pants, t-shirts, and oversized sweatshirts make you feel comfortable to cuddle... there is no amount of “I think you look great” to talk the negative out of your head. He SURELY feels this fat roll? He surely sees these hail-damaged legs. 

That smile is fake …. I mean … look at those ARMS!

That smile is fake …. I mean … look at those ARMS!


That was the day I knew it was time to get serious !!! Again... for the 18th time or so it felt like !! I knew how to do it. I had the tools. I knew the tricks. I just had to stop lying to MYSELF and saying “oh just enjoy the moment and start tomorrow”. And so I did. I got to work. Working on the mirror image I didn't love. The fluff is going away. My fat dimples aka ”hail-damage” are smoothing out. The two-back of my six-pack is trying to peek out! Most importantly my ”give a shit” is coming back. My happiness, my self-esteem, and my confidence. If you find yourself struggling with the person in the mirror, I would love to help you make the change!

Hello shoulders … Hello collarbones!!! Much much better!

Hello shoulders … Hello collarbones!!! Much much better!

Guess what ……. tomorrow turns into today!!! 

Not Always Easy

Not Always Easy

If You Give A Girl A Rope

If You Give A Girl A Rope