I HELP WOMEN END DIETING FOREVER, FIND FOOD FREEDOM, GET STRONG & LOVE THEIR BODIES (FOR REAL).
"But the most important thing Rachel taught me is how to love myself."
-SCR Client, Maria
I didn't know I could gain 40lbs that fast. I mean, granted I was coming out of a a 2 year diet, but still, it was a lot to gain in such a short time. I remember looking in the mirror and feeling so uncomfortable in my body, but I thought I was 'living life' so I didn't really want it to stop either because all I knew about pretty much everything was to be 'all in, or all out'. I didn't want him to think I had "food issues" so I stayed all in with eating out, alllll of the time.
I won't wake up one day and wonder 'what would have happened if I would have gotten on the bus. I'll know. That I loved deeply, and felt free.
I got hate texts and messages all day long for the next 2 weeks, girls called me slut as I walked past them in the hall. Girls who use to be my friend.
Slut became so normal that I believed I really was a slut, even though it was nowhere close to the truth.
Your life doesn't have to be black and white.
I know you think that you either have to be all in or all out, but that's 100000% false.
When I have clients join SCR and I tell them that I can write them 7 min workouts they say things like: 'that's not enough'. Well I beg to differ when your alternative is not moving your body at all.
Right now, writing this blog, eating pumpkin spice chocolate chip pancakes while watching Grey's. I use to be so afraid of writing things that weren't 'on brand' and then I realized how kind of empty I felt. I love educating, and sharing the non-BS, important things on movement, relationships with food and your body—but I also love sharing just life. So this isn't on brand and I'm eating, writing and watching all at once, which some would say would be 'distracting'. But this is my normal, and my food freedom, and my very real life that I'm so happy to honestly share with you.
So what I wish I would have understood about breaking up with binge eating is that it was going to be hard, because I was going to have to learn how to be a human who feels her feelings without using food, sex or Netflix to numb out the pain.
There are a lot of calls I expected to light up my phone on my 22nd birthday; calls from gramma, my sweet aunt who calls me “angel”, my three brothers, and of course, my very best friend who’s made it a tradition to call me at midnight, singing “Happy Birthday”…often in German.
The call I didn’t expect? The one from my doctor informing me the biopsy came back positive; that what she’d once referred to as a “benign nodule” was actually a malignant tumor. "
I was taking so much and talking about self care, routines and self love so much that I actually had myself tricked into believing that I was genuinely showing up for myself.
Something had to change, and it took me a while to realize what this would be.
You do you. You're a human who just happens to like things that taste good, crunchy leaves, pumpkins and apples. WHAT? So weird that you like nature.
Oh, you like Hocus Pocus? You sit your ass down and watch it, and don't you dare upload a picture of it with words lessening your experience.
We're not basic, your love of pumpkin doesn't dismiss all of the other wonderful things there are about you.
Self love is one of the buzziest of buzz words right now in the health/wellness/fitness world. Women are buying into anything that promises them that they can love themselves deeply. I get it, in a culture where we are taught to be smaller and smaller and different and be the 'cool girl'—we begin to feel so off, so not at home in our bodies because are in constant thoughts of feeling like we need to change and be different.