By Amy Anderson
Here I am, 47 year old me. I’m a little weirded out by that number, but mostly not. Turns out, this has been a transformative year, I’m starting to realize. Like so many women out there, I have a tendency to fall into the pits of self-doubt, self-worth and self-criticism. It’s how we’re conditioned and it takes real work to avoid it sometimes. But I’m noticing that I’ve crossed a threshold and the mindset shift is easier now.
As a health coach, I’ve had my moments of feeling like a fraud. Not because I don’t know what I’m doing or what I’m talking about, but because I’m not “skinny”. I don’t have a “bikini body” and I’m not much of a fitness buff. I'm a health coach with muffin tops and cottage cheese, how can that be? I am a human woman.
I know that skinny sells. Summer bodies sell. Hot mom contests sell. But I’m...