Hey Baby, I'm a Rock Star.

Clearly defining who I am...





I watch people, day in, day out, try to define who they are. The majority of these people are avid followers of some one else, why has that become such a trend in this world? Hey, I'm guilty in one way or another of copying some celebrity of their lingo, style or even hair color. I never leave the sense of who I am though, ever. I actually become ill with that thought. Working in an Industry where beauty IS the only thing to the eye of the beholder, its just a tragic pose to see those endure - that they, have no "being" of their own to come home to each and every night, but, only to whom they THINK they are.

John Lennon said “One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside.” Viciously true. It screams out when you try to be someone that your not, and ultimately, you're unhappy. Then why do it? Why settle that way? I may never know the answers, the only person I can control is myself. And I am so freaking happy with the person that I am and that I am becoming.

This year has been incredible. I have so many wonderful opportunities coming into my life, that I am really excited about, and also to share with all that read my blog! Stay Tuned, God Bless.

Discipline

I'm going to comment... I love this sport. Forging elite fitness. It is exactly what completes me. My life is full. And being a part of such a beautiful and inspirational Community is something I will never forget. Forcing my body to go up, over and beyond its supposed limits is such a freaking adrenaline rush & what a powerful feeling that you, or myself, such a small person can hold so much power that is seemingly invisible to the average persons eye passing me on the street. Competing is where you see you're surrounded by such great people and spirited personalities. Crossfit saved me in when I fell to my knees at such a terrible time in my life. It gave me the mental push, structure and support I needed - Even though no one in the Box would know of my struggles - Being welcomed with open arms felt like home. I'm home when I'm killing a WOD, hacking out some mobility with fellow 215r's, or trying to get better at an Olympic lift I believe I suck at. I am there for my Community, and I hope that I can continue to Forge Elite Fitness, and possibly hit up the CrossFit Games. I've got the talent, and I've certainly got the guts. Thank you to every one of you I've met at 215, and to all the Coaches, you've changed my life ( Micah, Kevin, Carlos, Kyle, Perrin, Erin, Zack).

I am actually going to steal this from a good friend that post this on a FB group I belong to. But, it was originally written by a
CrossFitter out of CrossFit Salvation.

"Know Discipline"

What I used to be and what I am now.
I used to want to be thin; now I proudly show off those lines in my shoulders and abs.
I used to want the pounds to decrease on the scale; now I watch them increase on the bar.
I used to exercise out of desperation; now I crave the feeling of a sub-5 Fran.
… I used to eat for comfort, now I eat for fuel.
I used to do zumba, aerobics, random machines, i.e. waste my time; now I’m a Crossfitter.
I used to think being sweaty was gross; now I bask in hard-earned sweat angels.
I used to feel insecure about my physical capabilities; now I feel empowered.
I used to seek the attention of douche bags that also sought out the frail, skinny girl; now I’ve found the man that values and appreciates a strong woman.
I used to follow; now I lead.
I used to make excuses; now I show others how to get rid of theirs.
I used to cave under pressure; now I know discipline.
I used to claim ignorance on nutrition; now knowledge is power.
I used to compare myself to all the other women around me; now I stand confidently, looking forward.
I used to dream of doing things; now I just do them.
I used to be limited; now I’m unstoppable.
~Coach Lauren Brooks, CrossFit Salvation

Welcome to a New Year, a new Blog, & a rejuvenated Emilyy

Shana Tova Dear friends, near and far.

I've concluded that, 2011 was by far the most ferocious & rotten year thus far of all my 28 years. I seemed to have woken up one day, in the power of darkness - and that darkness was going to dawdle in my presence for as long as it possibly could bear. Up until I changed, or realized the significance and truth of what was being shown to me in my current path. I'm pleasantly surprised to wake up, from a good nights sleep on the Eve of a New Year to a new day, and a creepy new perspective and strength about myself. I possess new goals, a new great hope and magical feeling about this coming year, a grand perspective and plan (not really a solid plan, because all know, plans never go according to). I am beyond blessed in my life with the ability to give love with every day to those I care about most, and the people that surround me, honestly, are the most valuable people I've ever met - Some vary in distance, but, they all fill me with such hope, desire and keep me so humble.
Along the lines some where - I stopped playing a victim. I noticed that was a reoccurring state in my life. Day in, Day out, I was the victim. That's bullshit. I have no reason to use that playing card. I am not a victim, I am so much better and stronger than I allow myself to believe. Incredible is my strength and I will be doing so many amazing and lovely things come 2012. I will be blogging and giving into plenty of fears to come, so stick around, you'll get a full run-down. For today I leave you with:

"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them
ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's
Day."
- Edith Lovejoy Pierc

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