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. This is my new definition and my perspective of what a beautiful, healthy, capable woman should be. I’ve been permanently rewired and never plan to go back. I don’t need to look like the girl on the cover… I’d rather know I could overhead squat her. What a far cry from what used to be….