I reached my goal and I could not be more proud of myself!!!!
The two questions I have been getting asked the most are:
1.“So, how was it???
2. “Did you place??”
Well, I can easily answer question #2.
Nope. :)
As far as #1 goes, I have mixed feelings about the whole
thing. So, if you’re up for it and if you have some time, read on. If you are
just interested in the photos, that’s ok too. :)
The week started out with crazy amounts of cardio and even
included a couple of cardio sessions wearing a garbage bag.
Yes, I’m serious:
My best buddy Shana came to town on Thursday night which
kicked off this insane weekend.
Friday, December 13th:
The day before my competition started out with an 8:00 am
tan.
A very….very…VERY scary tan. (see below)
This was to be expected, so I was cool with it. After that,
I raced home to bake sweet potatoes chips. This was a carb loading day, so I
had to eat a bunch of carbs every 2 hours. And not just any carbs- complex
carbs that I was positive wouldn’t bloat me. So, that meant sweet potatoes.
They actually weren’t too bad. I just sliced them up, sprayed them with zero
calorie olive oil spray, seasoned them with paprika, black pepper, cayenne
pepper and chili powder and baked them at 400 degrees for about 20 minutes. But,
besides the baking, I was scrambling around trying to pack for the weekend. The
plan was to get everything packed up, run to Target for a few last minute items
and then get to Culver City to check in to our hotel. After a lot of running
around, we hit the road. Target was interesting considering I looked unnaturally
dark and I was in pajamas but I am sure hope they’ve all seen worse.
We got to Culver City, got checked in and I had a couple of
hours to just relax before our athlete meeting at 6:30 pm.
When we got to the hotel where the meeting was to take
place, the lobby was crawling with tanned, muscle-ey people. There were some
serious characters. My favorites were the girls in the tight bodycon dresses
and heels who were dressed like they were hittin’ the club later. I looked down
at my workout tank, jeans and boots and wondered if I missed the memo where we
were told to dress like we were trying to land a date.
Anyway, the whole process was very chaotic. There was no
clear signage of where we were supposed to go or what we were supposed to do.
It was all very messy and only added to my already unsettled nerves. I had my
coach, my fellow Train Insane Bikini Girls and Shana with me and we all just
felt very lost and annoyed. Finally, we got all the proper paperwork filled
out, we got our heights measured (incorrectly….unless we have all shrunk) and
paid all of our necessary fees. When we were done, I went up to my team’s hotel
room for my next scary dark tan…minus my face.
Once my tanning was done, I went back to my hotel room,
packed up my suitcase for the competition and went to bed.
Saturday, December 14th aka COMPETITION DAY!!!!
The alarm went off at 3:30 am so that I could throw on some
pajama pants and flip flops and head over to my team’s hotel room for makeup
and tanning touchups at 4:00 am. As far as eating goes, our coach had us switch
to simple carbs which entailed rice cakes with raspberry jam. YUMMMY!!! It was
wonderful except for the fact that we had basically been cut off from drinking
water since noon the day before. Sooo….we were pretty thirsty. We were only
allowed to have a sip of water here and there.
At 8:00 am we had to head to the venue for another meeting to get the rundown
on what we’re supposed to do on stage. At that point, I felt like I was going
to throw up. I was thinking, “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” That was also
when I discovered that the stage was carpeted. I had been practicing on wood
floors. Super.
We went back to the hotel to gather up everything we were
going to need for the competition. Once we were all in our bikinis, we started
taking some photos. :) My coach was happy with how I was leaning out and so was I!!!! I’m not kidding…I
was looking in the mirror and couldn’t believe I had abs. So crazy!
We left for the competition at 10:00am. When we got there,
we were not allowed to go back to the dressing rooms just yet. This was a VERY
big show (400 competitors) and they didn’t have room for all the girls to be
back there at once. The plan was to let the bikini girls back there once the
figure girls had finished competing. We decided to just hang out in the
audience. I found my Mommy and sister and of course, my amazing boyfriend. :) I was so happy to see
all of them! My Mom and sister drove all the way out from Las Vegas that
morning just to see me compete!
Once the auditorium started really filling up and it got
more and more crowded, I got more and more anxious. I was starting to almost
panic. It was just so overwhelming. There were people everywhere, I was second
guessing my makeup, I was nervous and unsure about my poses because I had no
time to practice, people were trying to talk to me, I was trying to make sure I
was sticking to my carb loading schedule…..it was just too much all at once.
Shana had gotten her tan and makeup done by someone else so she showed up later
than I did. When she got there, she took one look at me and knew I was about to
lose it. That’s when we grabbed our suitcases and went outside. We followed the
building around to a parking lot and found a quiet area on a walkway where we
could sit down and just relax. That saved me!
My fellow TI bikini girl Hannah
came back there with us and our coach had us working on “pumping up”. We did
lots of lunges and other butt/leg moves. We did some band work to pump up our
arms.
Once we had properly glued (and I do mean GLUE) our suit bottoms onto our
bodies, we went backstage to wait our turn.
I can honestly say that I was absolutely terrified to go on
stage. I was standing back there and all the girls seemed so excited. Not me. I
knew I had to squash my fear because otherwise I was going to embarrass myself.
So, when I heard them call my number, I took a deep breath and 100% faked that
I was excited and confident. I did not sacrifice my social life for 5 ½ months
just to choke on stage. I hit all my poses and made sure to hold each one so
that I could get plenty of pictures. Then I took my place next to the other
girls already on stage and just smiled away at the audience.
Once we got off of the stage, I felt a little better. I went
out and found my Mom, Sister and Nate. I gave them all huge hugs and I even
cried. They all told me how great I did and it felt good to have it behind me.
My coach and the other girls left to go have lunch. Shana,
Nate and I decided to go back to our hotel room to regroup. The thing is…this competition wasn’t over.
That was just the pre-judging. The finals show was later on that night, so I
was supposed to go back and do it all over again. Once in the room, I started
crying. I didn’t want to go back. I was tired of being in my gross tan and
stage makeup. I didn’t look like me and I was tired of feeling insecure and…well….just
“not pretty”. All I wanted to do was take a shower, wash off all of my tan and
makeup, put on a cute outfit and go out to dinner with my best friend and
boyfriend. I even got to the point of calling my coach to tell him that I don’t
want to go back.
Well, that wasn’t an option. He said, “You’ve got people
coming to see you. You’ve gotta come back.”
So that settled that.
I then continued to cry. That’s when Shana…my best friend…SAVED
THE DAY. She busted out her train case and started working on my face. It’s not
like it was bad. It just wasn’t me. She toned down my eyes a bit, gave me a bit
of rosiness on my cheeks to help offset the orangey-ness, and we changed my lip
color to something more muted. I finally felt like myself again….or at least a
closer version of myself. I felt pretty and I was ready to try this whole thing
again.
We staked our claim on a corner of the dressing room
backstage, laid out a blanket, popped open some wine and started having a little
bit of fun while we waited.
I hit the stage for the second time and I did my routine
once more. I’m sure my posing wasn’t as spot on as the morning show, but I don’t
care. I just wanted to finish it.
When I got off the stage, I felt like a huge weight had been
lifted. I found Nate and gave him a huge hug. I just kept saying, “It’s over!
It’s over!”
We didn’t get out of the venue until close to midnight.
Shana and I changed into cute outfits and we were ready to go out!
Unfortunately, Culver City doesn’t have much of a nightlife..sooo…we went to
In-N-Out. We took our food back to the hotel where we indulged in burgers,
fries and wine!
So…to answer the question, “How was it?”…I would say that I
absolutely accomplished my goal. I am so proud of the body that I worked hard
for. All the missed nights out, hours in the gym, the actual blood, sweat and
tears…it was all completely worth it. I feel amazing!!!! The event itself was a
bit of a nightmare and I’m not sure that I’m interested in doing another one.
We’ll see. Never say “never” I guess.
And as far as the question about whether or not I placed?
Well, honestly, I already knew going into this that I probably wouldn’t place.
There are a lot of politics involved and to me, winning a trophy wasn’t the
goal. My goal was to get myself in the best shape possible, get on a stage and
get some amazing photos. So, I did exactly that and I couldn’t be happier about
it. :)
This experience not only gave me a new body, it gave me a
new outlook on life, food and fitness. I never want to be the old me again. I love
being fit and toned and having muscles. I love getting dressed in the morning
and holding my head up high. I have confidence that I didn’t have before and I
have proven to myself that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to. This was
the hardest challenge I have taken on and I did it. I proved to myself that I
follow through with my promises and I have the drive to finish what I start.
And along the way, I really hope that I have inspired others to do the same. I
know it sounds cheesy, but ANYONE can do this! I don’t have magical powers that
make me stronger than anyone else or have more willpower than anyone else. I
made a decision to change my life and I did it.
Many more photos will come later. I only have a few for now.
I’ll be receiving a disc in the mail with all of my images, so I’ll get some of
those posted later.
I want to thank my coach, Geoff Etherson with Train Insane Gym for not only training me, but for making me believe that I could do this. I
never pictured this for myself or believed that I could look like one of “those
girls”. Geoff told me what to do and I did it. We may not have always agreed
and I may have run crying to my boyfriend when I felt like Geoff didn’t have a
soul LOL
(I’m kidding….kinda)
But he truly cares about me and the other bikini
girls and worked SO hard to make sure we reached our goals!
I want to thank my fellow Train Insane Bikini Girls Natasha and
Hannah! WE DID IT!!!! I loved our group texts where we would whine about our
horrible lives and try to decipher whatever Geoff posted for us for the week.
Haha And thank you, Hannah, for signing
up for this crazy circus. I never would have done it if you hadn’t gotten the
ball rolling.
(P.S. Don’t ever do this
during the holidays again)
I want to thank Shana Dahan for not only saving me during the
competition, but for helping me keep it together in general throughout the
whole process. We always had the dream of looking so amazing that we would be
able to run in bikinis. Well, Shana, I think we’re there. Although, I have no
intention of actually running in my bikini. Lol
Most of all, I have to thank my love, Nate. I could do an
entire post about how there’s no way I could have accomplished this without
him. He was so patient with me during all of my breakdowns when I was hating
the process. He sacrificed along with me and didn’t eat bad foods and didn’t
drink. He measured and packed my food daily. He was my rock and my support 100%
of the time and I know I am the luckiest girl in the world to have him. I love
you so much, Nate. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. It’s finally over and
now we can go on vacation!!!!!
Of course I want to thank every single one of you who
reached out to me via email or Facebook or through my blog. Thank you for your
support! It means so much! Competition training can feel very isolating and it
helps to know that people are cheering you on.
I don’t know what’s next for me…but that’s okay.
I just want to relax for a while!