The FRCF crew plus me at Girls Gone Rx!

I wish that question mark didn’t have to be a part of the title. That statement though, I hate to say, is still very much a question. I have the luxury to be surrounded by strong women, and I often take it for granted that said scenario is not the norm. I went from being a collegiate rower to working in a gym to being a crossfitter. Quads, traps, biceps – these things are the equivalent to small waists, skinny thighs, and tiny arms in my world, but my world is by no means the world. It’s funny, in that totally not funny, totally sucky sort of way, how we as a nation can on the one hand be battling an obesity epidemic and on the other be battling a skinny girl epidemic. Where is strength amidst all this craziness? Continue reading →