“I hate when someone comments on what I’m eating.”

Aside from the cross-country travel and general unpleasantness of being in an airport during the days before and after, I never considered holidays, or the feasts that accompany them, stressful. I knew what to expect, and could plan for, or around, all the food. I thought I “enjoyed” what I wanted to, and I “didn’t like” most of those traditional holiday foods, anyway.

Actually, I ate what felt safe and what would protect me from judgment. I ate enough so as to not draw attention to my plate, and just the right amount to satisfy both my ego and…

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Real Talk: I think Sport Specific Orthorexia is a thing

I developed a habit of buying potato chips at the coffee shop where I’d spend most of my afternoons working in Monterey, California. At the time, I was training for my third Marine Corps Marathon. For some illogical reason, we had decided to try a month of not eating tortilla chips, so, naturally, some other chip took its place. The cravings were strong, and I was on a high volume training plan (for me), and damn if I wasn’t going to just enjoy a bag of potato chips (almost) every day.

I paid special attention to sports nutrition during…

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Real Talk: The unhealthiest thing we’re doing is constantly worrying about food

I knew the menu words to look for—creamy, heavy, fried—and how to avoid them. I didn’t want to order a salad at EVERY meal; it was too obvious. And I didn’t want to always order from the “Lite” (or whatever diet fad word was popular at the time) menu. Again, too obvious. I wanted to choose something healthy, but also seem normal, I guess?

To be clear, the “I” here is the ol’ eating disorder ego. It’s loud and demanding. 

What also would have been nice is a chance to sit down and look at a menu simply to order food,…

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This is 30 Weeks: In marathon mode

At first, I thought maybe I could make it happen. Maybe I could run during my pregnancy, and then finish a marathon at 28 weeks. A “slow” one, sure, but maybe I could do it.

I thought that because I’ve never been pregnant before and I was being stubborn. (I also thought it because I believe women can do whatever the fuck they want while they’re growing a tiny human. There are things to consider for safety, OF COURSE, but if no complications arise and there’s no contraindication, then we can, and should be able to, continue living our…

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Real Life: The things that build my (nutrition) business

We sat down to sign ALL the papers, making it official that we owned a piece of property. A house for our growing family. A yard for our high-energy pup. A front door that we won’t share with anyone else. An extra BATHROOM! The things that I know we don’t need, per se, but will be very nice to have here soon.

Our loan number stared back at us, with its new monthly mortgage payment, and oh, we also still owned a condo and about to put that on the market. I was 14 weeks pregnant, 36 weeks into running a…

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