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Confession: Sometimes I skip workouts. I love lifting and getting sweaty just as much as the next lady meathead, but sometimes I just really, really, really don’t want to go to the gym. We’ve all been there; even those among us who identify as gym-junkies and fitness fanatics have...Read more
It was my first professional photo shoot. I’d done some informal shooting for other people’s sites and projects, but I’d never done a shoot just for me and my work. The shoot took place in New York City at my friend Mark Fisher’s gym, just a few weeks before...Read more
Last week, during a fitness photoshoot, I intimated to my photographer and my assistant that I was the “heaviest” I’d ever been outside of my pregnancy. I put heaviest in quotations because I don’t actually weigh myself, and I think it’s just a placeholder for a variety of descriptions identifying an...Read more
This is a screenshot from one of my Wildfire Yoga videos. As you can see, there’s some booty roll action and cellulite accentuation going on—I’m not ashamed of it, nor will I apologize for it. This is what my body looks like while in Warrior Two, and that’s just a fact. What...Read more
You know what’s gross? Racism is gross. Homophobia, xenophobia, sexism—gross. Oppression and discrimination are gross. Telling people what they should and shouldn’t do with their bodies? Gross. Convincing people there is something inherently wrong with them in order to turn a profit? Gross. Ketchup is gross. (Don’t argue.) But you?...Read more
Recently I stepped on a scale for the first time in several months. As someone who used to weigh myself every single day—and allow the number to determine my mood—weighing myself only every few months is tremendous progress. I did, in fact, “break up” with my scale long ago,...Read more
FEMINISM IS THE RADICAL NOTION THAT WOMEN ARE PEOPLE. And guess what? We can do pull-ups too! Imagine that. Feminism is the radical notion that we women can grow babies inside of us or choose not to do that very same thing because only we get to decide what’s...Read more
These three photos were taken within seconds of each other, while playing in the Aegean Sea at a beach on the island of Naxos. The only thing that’s changed here is the lighting and a slight change in my stance. In case the lighting on your screen or external...Read more
I have often found myself explaining why I look or perform the way I do, and in speaking to clients and friends, I know many powerful and radiant women who can relate. Have you ever found yourself saying… Oh, I’m just really bloated because of my hormones; I don’t...Read more
Later this Summer I’m taking a trip to Greece with one of my best friends. In preparation, we went swimsuit shopping and I wound up buying not one, but two one-piece swimsuits. I seriously do not need even one more swimsuit, let alone two–and one-pieces? Yeah, not usually my...Read more
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