My husband just made the comment, “I don’t know how you get a Dana Torres body.” My response? You think to yourself, “I want bacon.” But then, unlike me, you don’t eat the bacon.
Yes, we all know she trains like a mad woman. She’s an Olympian. But according to personal trainers I know, it’s less about the workout and more about what she chooses to put inside her body. And my guess is she doesn’t eat much bacon.
This leads me to my point: what do you really want? What steps will it take to get there? Are you willing to do each of those steps to achieve your goal?
I will never look like Dana Torres. I like bacon more than I want her body.
When I was 12 I thought that someday I’d be happy when I had breasts. Or when I was allowed to wear pantyhose or make-up. Or when I no longer lived “at home.” But when that didn’t happen I thought maybe when I had graduated from college. Or when I was married. Or when I had a mortgage. Or when I was out of debt. Or at least when I lost “the weight.” Continue reading