
The Peace Train
Millions of thoughts, thousands of hours, miles of expended energy to stay the same. Thirty years ago my weight hovered around 140. It hovers around there today. Some would say I have maintained my weight....well, not really.
The past thirty years consisted of (drumroll please) ...hundreds of diets, cleanses and fasts. Thousands of exercise classes, miles ran, and weights lifted. ten pounds lost, ten pounds gained, over and over again. Happiness never found...
Clothe

Rejecting Life By the Numbers
I don't know how much I weigh. I don't know how many calories I ate yesterday. I don't know how much lean body mass I have in relation to body fat. I don't know what percentage of my "diet" is carbohydrates, versus fat, versus protein, versus twizzlers. Here's what I do know: I can do 30-40 pushups on my toes in a row before I get tired. I have completed eight marathons, two of which were Boston Qualifying Finishing Times. I am a lot of fun to be around. I make lots of people

The Comparison Conflict
Why do we compare ourselves to others? Do we truly want to be someone else? Live in someone elses' body? Have someone elses' thoughts? Someone elses' family? Someone elses' problems or successes? Families are not perfect, if we put everyones' problems on a table, we would probably take our own back...even successes come with consequences and compromises.... I used to compare myself with everyone. I wanted those thighs, to be as strong as her, as fast as that one over there

Cyndi - The Trainer Before and After
When I first got started in the fitness industry, I was really into helping people "lose weight". And I was good at it too! I was so good at it, because I was always trying to do the same thing, so my purpose and passion was evident. People bought in because they believed that I BELIEVED in what I was offering. About three years ago, I developed a distaste for "weight loss" as a training goal and I had a crisis of belief. I could no longer reconcile body hate with self impro