I woke up this morning knowing I had to write this post. I’ve dreaded this moment for months and put off writing it for weeks. You see, I’ve decided that 2014 will be my final year of writing for Fit Bottomed Girls. This will be my final post. It wasn’t an easy decision by any means. Actually it’s the oddest sensation. How do you leave something you love so much? That was the burning question I’ve struggled with for a very long time. I woke up this morning and it hit me though: Saying goodbye to this site is like saying goodbye to the perfect sunrise, feeling the warmth of the sun and then saying, “Okay, now it’s time to go stand in a place where I’m not quite sure the sun has hit yet.”
The FBGs have given me something priceless: the women have inspired, encouraged and empowered me over the years. I am known for being an active fittie; a label I never would have imagined without assignments that pushed me to get my butt in shape. The ripple effects are plentiful. I ran a marathon — one of the greatest moments of my life because of FBG. It was that very marathon training that led me to meeting my now husband. I’ve made some great friends and been a part of so many great adventures. Heck, I wake up dreaming FBG! It’s dreams that led to the inspiration behind coming up with some of the ideas I’m most proud of, such as fitness truths. It’s now that same respect I have for dreams that’s telling me it’s time to go.
It’s no secret that I’m out in Los Angeles to act; something that’s started buzzing with some hopeful opportunity in the last year. Acting has been a dream of mine since I was four, and now that I’m here and I feel like I’m actually making strides, it’s harder to balance my day job, FBG and the sole reason I moved to this city, acting. I knew I needed to make space, and as painful as it is, I knew it had to be writing. Now that I’m having a little girl in the New Year, it becomes even more difficult, though. My husband and I are fitness junkies. We so want to raise our little one to be a Fit Bottomed Girl and while I know saying goodbye to the writing doesn’t mean I have to say goodbye to the awesome team I’ve had the pleasure of playing with all these years, I know it will be different.
I’m having to say goodbye to not just a computer screen, but to a team aura/vibe/feeling that I’ve coveted and adored for a really long time. I’m leaving the sun’s warmth and moving on to new ground … new scary and terrifying ground. I realize I need to be more like the other FBGs. The other women have all made similar scary leaps to do what they love. They’ve left cushy jobs to write on their own terms and follow their passion. Maybe this was my final task to fully inhabiting an FBG heart. After all, FBG has always been about more than just burpees and kale salads.
Thank you all for reading and for sharing in this with me. You all are the reason there’s beauty in a goodbye. If you’re sad you’re leaving then you know you’ve been a part of something special. This has been more special than I ever could have imagined. Jenn, Erin and Kristen, thank you for your passion, your humor, your badassery-ness (Yes, I made that word up. I’m a writer. It’s what we do.), and most of all thank you for being my FBGs. Everyone needs one in their life, and I’m fortunate enough to know three. I love you all.