Name's Abby. I'm on a serious journey to become the healthiest and strongest version of me in all the ways that count. This is a record of my journey to losing weight, getting ridiculously strong, and finding love. I'm a gym rat, begrudging Floridian, kickass paralegal, sincere as they come, and a hopeless romantic. Love: My family, lifting, good eats, fitness, art, tattoos, my Apple TV, traveling, and life itself. I'm random as hell. ∞
  • Thank you for your sweet and encouraging words today, my dears. It was a very emotional, and crappy day. I’m no one special and yet you guys stick with this shit show and are always sweet to me.

    I’m at a point in my life where I feel like I’m the go-to at work and home, and I have no one to fall back on. I have no support and sometimes it’s draining. This journey to fix my perspective on love and self is hard when people don’t treat you like you’re worth it. Sure, I’m worth trust but I also want to be treated like I’m worth valuing. The bosses expect me to basically do the work of a junior associate attorney, but I’m just a paralegal and I only get paid like a paralegal. I’m the one who does all the cleaning and care taking of the pets at home. I handle all the bill pay and anything that goes wrong is up to me to figure out. I just wish I felt appreciated instead of taken for granted all the time. It’s easier to believe your worth when you have some affirming it in your life. Regardless, I’m trying to not let how others treat me affect how I view myself and my worth.

  • Overall I had a great education growing up. I went to private school my entire life—people always say that tidbit explains things for them. 😜 The thing I resent about my education is the lack of science education. Science in my school consisted of photosynthesis and a heavy dose of Creationism. They didn’t teach much else for fear that it competed with the religion they were busy cramming down our throats. Science is something that I lack a great understanding of, but of which I wish I had a better command.

  • I did, once, and it filled me with such a rage and I never have since. You make time for people you care for and your actions show that. Inaction says you don’t care, which means I will not care.

    (Source: skysay92, via ruletheworldinfiveeasysteps)

  • It’s been 3 years since my friend Dinah passed away. The day before her boyfriend Alexander died in a horrible and violent car crash. Distraught, she took her own life. I knew her from the time we were kids and she was always such a positive, radiant, and kind soul. When I think of her I send her a light and love. ♥

  • The roadways were flooded and I had to wade through 6 inches of water to get into the gym. It was well worth it though. Come hell or high water I will get my workout in!!

  • Flooded roads won’t keep me from my workout! No, sir!!

    • Boss: Watson, come here. I want to see you.
    • Me: *walks in* So does that make you Sherlock?
    • Boss: No, you missed the reference. I stumped you on something! That makes me Alexander Graham Bell. Those were the first words spoken on the telephone...*digresses into history lesson*.
    • Me: *thinks to self whether I will get in trouble for calling out nerd alert*
  • So, a client’s husband threatened to take an attorney out to the parking lot and “beat his ass”. He lunged at the attorney and guess who was in the middle? Me. This guy is huge/burly and he almost knocked me down. The attorney is disabled and is a little guy—he’s as tall as me. He had no reason to react this way and he had no regard for my safety or personal space. He started kicking the door and walls, before calming down. I’ve never been in a situation like this before in my 10 years. I’m not one to be easily intimidated, but this almost made me cry. Today hasn’t been a good day and I could use a big hug. 😢

    September 23 – 10 Notes
    #he wasn't even apologetic
  • atrumansky:

    This intelligent, beautiful young woman stood up for something I believe in and influenced so many fresh minds and people. I’ll be damned if she doesn’t get a round of applause from me every single fucking day, thank you so much Emma.

  • Fantastic idea! It’s not often that I notice a guy or find him remotely attractive. I might just find myself wandering the second floor for some eye candy. :)~

    Fantastic idea! It’s not often that I notice a guy or find him remotely attractive. I might just find myself wandering the second floor for some eye candy. :)~

  • "Date a boy who makes you happy, but marry him only if he makes you laugh deep-belly rumbles that hurt your ribs as they expand outwards. Date him when he sees that you’re hurting and he gives you a moment to feel that pain like a handprint spreading across your consciousness, marry him only if he can make you smile even while you’re gross sobbing. The world is not a kind place. You will feel a lot of pain. Make sure you are with someone who makes it all bearable. Humor is an excellent gauge of intelligence. Life gets boring. Find someone who makes the banal interesting."
  • When you love someone, romantically or otherwise, you become a mirror for them. You allow them to see themselves as they are—wonderful, kind, smart, loveable, worthy, flawed. You allow them to love themselves as they are and how you love them. You don’t distort that image into something you wish they were or manipulate them into being something they’re not. Love is nurturing and healing. Anything that leaves you feeling otherwise, is not love.

  • Holy Mother of Hotness!!! I just shared the elevator with the finest man in this building. He’s short, but he’s built and has the face of a model. Sadly, we only rode one floor together. He got off, turned around, smiled, and said “have a nice day” in a husky voice. I managed to maintain my composure and say “you as well”. I’m sure I melted into a puddle once the door shut. I may now have motivation to get in a double in our building’s gym… Hehe

  • Happy Tuesday, my dears! Sore as hell today, but leg day don’t care—leg day don’t give a shit. I hope you all have a great day! xoxo

  • Good morning, my lovelies! I see a lot of you talk about your struggles in the gym and your overall discouragement with progress. I’m not claiming to have it all (or very much for that matter) figured out, but here are some observations of mine:

    (1) Routine is deadly. Going in and doing the same workout, lifting the same amount of weight, running the same distance is never going to get you anywhere. Consistency with your workouts isn’t doing the same thing over and over—it’s showing up whether you want to or not and giving all you have. Mix it up. Push your boundaries. Go for something that scares or excites you. Lift heavier. Try that awesome looking machine that piques your interest.

    (2) Comparison will crush your spirit. That person who is squatting three times as much as you—isn’t you. They may be naturally stronger in ways you’re not and chances are they’ve worked at it a lot longer than you. Nobody in the gym has anything they didn’t earn. When I started out, even air squats were challenging for me. But I practiced and I went to the squat rack and added the bar. Then I added weight, and now I’m adding more and more weight. Now I can knock out 20+ ass to grass air squats in rapid succession like it’s breathing. That guy or girl who squats heavily, started out small. They earned where they’re at. Don’t envy them—emulate them. Don’t beat yourself up because they can do more than you—try to catch up.

    (3) Remove fear from the equation, but keep common sense. Don’t be afraid of looking stupid. Don’t be afraid of failing. Don’t be afraid of breaking a sweat or of being sore the next day. Do use common sense. Don’t try things that seem unsafe just because they look cool and you once saw some fitspo moron on Tumblr do it. Ask for help if you don’t know how to use something. Don’t avoid doing something because you look ugly doing it. Every trap exercise I do causes my face to look like I had a stroke while smelling shit up close. I can’t help it, but I also won’t build muscle by avoiding looking stupid. I may not look as graceful or effortless as the guy next to me, but that’s because I’m pushing myself.

    (4) Location, location, location. If you hate working out, it might be where you work out. I chose a gym that was on the way home from work. When I decided I needed to find a new gym, I included gyms on an alternate way home. It was scary to switch, but it was the best move I’ve made. I walk in and it’s like fucking Cheers—everyone knows my name. People encourage me. The owners literally call out my name and say “you can do it” when I’m pushing out my last few reps. Now, I think my gym is pretty unique, but I’ve found a place to flourish. Maybe you’re not in an environment that supports your goals. Don’t be afraid to tour other locations or to start over. It was scary at first, but it was the smartest thing I did.

    You guys will get there and you’ll do it by removing fear, excuses, and comparison from the equation. Do something today that guarantees success in your goals! xoxo