You beautiful soul. THANK YOU for stopping by my fitgirl blog! We're all on a journey to better ourselves, whether it's through being a little bit nicer, pushing ourselves a little bit harder, or taking a huge leap in life that absolutely terrifies us.
My name is Taylor; I'm the founding member of a wonderful team of people called the Dynamic Belles. Thoughtful, driven, inspiring LEADERS who surround each other with positivity, challenges, vision, dreams, and pure magic. Incredible things happen on our team, and I look forward to sharing this journey with you!
None of the people who started this journey with me thought of themselves as a 'leader' or'entrepreneur', but we're built each other up, given each other the support, the tools, to chase our wildest dreams.
Every step of the way I want YOU to be a part of my journey, as much as I want to be a part of yours.
I hope you find a little inspiration here. I hope I can inspire you to ask yourself "What if?".
But above all, I hope we can connect and continue on this fitness+confidence+growth journey together!
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*** MY STORY ***
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*** MY STORY ***
I've always been bigger than my friends. Taller, curvier, heavier, whatever you want to call it. I mean, even since grade school. I was at least a half a foot taller than everyone else. Then it got a little worse when I got to college a few years ago. Hello, Sophomore 20! Yup, I kept it together my freshman year. Sophomore year, not so much!
Then I had a really cool, really active job between my sophomore and junior years, and WHOA I felt good. I was keeping active, eating less. Then school kicked in. New university to start my junior year, new friends, new places to eat. And when you hang out with a bunch of farm kids they ALWAYS want to go out to eat, and BOY, can they eat! For the last three years I've gone through those PHASES that everyone struggles with.
Eating healthy --> binge eating --> binge dieting --> setbacks --> steps forward --> and so on.
Over and over and over.
Most of the time I was HAPPY with myself, and appeared to be confident + outgoing + happy to others. The truth? I've let my lack of confidence IN MYSELF interfere with opportunities, relationships with friends, unhealthy relationships with boys, and so many more things that I can't even count. Even if I used all ten fingers and all ten toes! How many times have I left a shopping trip sad, unhappy, hurt, and feeling LOST because the outfits that I pictured looking SO great on me just never worked? Or the dress/top/pants that I loved weren't available in my size? I'd laugh it off, hand it to a friend in their size and say "Girl, you can rock this. Go try it on!".
But I wanted those pants. I wanted that dress. and I wanted to feel smokin' freakin' hot in it. And sometimes it did fit, sometimes I did feel amazeballs in it. But then you'd look back at the pics and think WHY is everyone else so SKINNY and I'm so NOT.
Umm, yea. I was the worst at bashing myself in my own head. Not really out loud. I'm much more the gal pal that says "Giiiiirl, you crazy. You are NOT fat and no one evens SEES those handles that you think exist!". Fat shaming, skinny shaming, low self-esteem shaming, slut shaming, if we don't do it to OTHERS, why do we do it to OURSELVES?
I finally am starting to get that confidence on the INSIDE that I've portrayed for years on the OUTSIDE. I listen and believe when people say I'm beautiful. I know now that I don't need any other validation than His, because I am made in His image and His plan for me is perfect.
Beachbody saved me. Coaching saved me. What other industry lets you PICK who you work with, surround yourself with crazy, happy, REAL people who want to push you to be the very best YOU? What other "job" lets you get paid for HELPING people find themselves again? Coaching didn't just save my body, my health, and my waistline, coaching Saved me. My relationship with the Lord has only strengthened through coaching and I know that I've become a better servant by learning to address the areas where I need to GROW & CHANGE.
Being a lifestyle and fitness coach isn't something I EVAH saw myself doing, but DANG am I so glad I did. I've met the coolest people, saved myself SO much stress from not being able ot pay my bills, and I've had my life changed by helping others change theirs.
It's just so freakin' fun.
Then I had a really cool, really active job between my sophomore and junior years, and WHOA I felt good. I was keeping active, eating less. Then school kicked in. New university to start my junior year, new friends, new places to eat. And when you hang out with a bunch of farm kids they ALWAYS want to go out to eat, and BOY, can they eat! For the last three years I've gone through those PHASES that everyone struggles with.
Eating healthy --> binge eating --> binge dieting --> setbacks --> steps forward --> and so on.
Over and over and over.
Most of the time I was HAPPY with myself, and appeared to be confident + outgoing + happy to others. The truth? I've let my lack of confidence IN MYSELF interfere with opportunities, relationships with friends, unhealthy relationships with boys, and so many more things that I can't even count. Even if I used all ten fingers and all ten toes! How many times have I left a shopping trip sad, unhappy, hurt, and feeling LOST because the outfits that I pictured looking SO great on me just never worked? Or the dress/top/pants that I loved weren't available in my size? I'd laugh it off, hand it to a friend in their size and say "Girl, you can rock this. Go try it on!".
But I wanted those pants. I wanted that dress. and I wanted to feel smokin' freakin' hot in it. And sometimes it did fit, sometimes I did feel amazeballs in it. But then you'd look back at the pics and think WHY is everyone else so SKINNY and I'm so NOT.
Umm, yea. I was the worst at bashing myself in my own head. Not really out loud. I'm much more the gal pal that says "Giiiiirl, you crazy. You are NOT fat and no one evens SEES those handles that you think exist!". Fat shaming, skinny shaming, low self-esteem shaming, slut shaming, if we don't do it to OTHERS, why do we do it to OURSELVES?
I finally am starting to get that confidence on the INSIDE that I've portrayed for years on the OUTSIDE. I listen and believe when people say I'm beautiful. I know now that I don't need any other validation than His, because I am made in His image and His plan for me is perfect.
Beachbody saved me. Coaching saved me. What other industry lets you PICK who you work with, surround yourself with crazy, happy, REAL people who want to push you to be the very best YOU? What other "job" lets you get paid for HELPING people find themselves again? Coaching didn't just save my body, my health, and my waistline, coaching Saved me. My relationship with the Lord has only strengthened through coaching and I know that I've become a better servant by learning to address the areas where I need to GROW & CHANGE.
Being a lifestyle and fitness coach isn't something I EVAH saw myself doing, but DANG am I so glad I did. I've met the coolest people, saved myself SO much stress from not being able ot pay my bills, and I've had my life changed by helping others change theirs.
It's just so freakin' fun.
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