About Me

“About me”… wow!  You don’t realize how loaded those two little words are until you sit down to write a blog about yourself.  Where do I start?  What’s important?  What will actually make people take 5 minutes out of their busy day to read about someone they may or may not even know?  What can I say that won’t embarrass myself or put my friends and/or family on blast?  Yeah no promises there… sorry guys.  Well as my father always says: “It’s easier to steer a moving bicycle.  Pick a direction and just start pedaling.”  So here we go…


I feel as though I am a pretty average person all around although most of my family and friends would totally disagree with me on that point and it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been called a “unicorn”.  But I’m just a girl trying to get the most out of life and do things that most people only dream about.  I constantly have to be moving forward or striving towards something otherwise I start to feel stagnant and claustrophobic.

I am starting a very unique and challenging journey of trying to get my body “competition” ready.  Yes I mean “competition” as in put on a teeny bikini and let other people look at you and judge you solely based on body image… more later on my thoughts about that.  But know how FAR outside of my comfort zone that is for me and how far it is from my normal day job of structural engineering.

Knowing that this is going to put me through some pretty challenging moments as well as I am sure some pretty comical ones as well I wanted to document it.  Not just for myself, but for my friends and family as well as people that may be going through the same thing or even for people that may just love to watch someone else suffer and struggle!  Lol.  Yeah… you’re welcome.

Before I close out I feel as though I owe you a quick warning… I tend to be brutally honest and open so things may get personal but I want to put it all out there.  Good, bad, and ugly.  Along with documenting the process I also plan on walking you through how I ended up here in the first place.  Going all the way back to when I was 4 years old.  So buckle up… sh**’s about to get real.