What My “Healthy” Looks Like

Hi friends!

My name is Gabriella, and I am thrilled to be joining this community as a new Sweat Pink Ambassador! I blog over at Peace.Sweat.Love. and you can follow me on Twitter at @homegrownsmarts 🙂

*Trigger Warning: discussion of eating disorders*

Like many of you, I did not simply experience one moment that changed my life. I didn't suddenly come to my senses, so to speak, and turn my life around. In fact, it has been nothing but a series of slow movements forward, and a few obligatory steps backward, that have made up my journey. It was a journey that I actually never wanted to make in the beginning.

A number of you (but certainly not all of you!) found your respective ways to fitness and balanced living because of weight gain. I actually came to fitness because of serious weight loss. I struggled with an eating disorder that ruled my life (and threatened to take my life) from middle school onward. Essentially I was baseline ill from the 7-8th grade until my junior year of high school when things became dangerous for me. I lost about a third of my body weight - which was alarming and staggeringly unhealthy for someone who was never "overweight" by any measurement. I hated myself and I took it out on my battered body.

I was lucky enough to have an extremely involved and supportive set of friends and family to come to the rescue. These people quite literally saved my life. I also benefitted tremendously from medical intervention, both physical (nutritionist appointments, weigh-ins) and psychological (therapy appointments) in nature.

The closest thing I have to an "aha!" moment that I can recall is moment during a therapy session when my therapist told me that former anorexics often end up being overweight. As a very sick and disbelieving teenager, I snorted at this comment at first, but then realized its significance. It's because their bodies can no longer handle the starvation, she told me. They either kill themselves slowly or, when they finally begin eating normally again, cannot maintain a normal weight.

However shallow it may be, this is what finally got through to me through my sickness. I realized that the choices my ED was making for me were in no way sustainable. I realized that my ED didn't make me more beautiful or special, it made me sick and it encouraged me to ignore everything else that actually did make me beautiful and special. I realized that this was my life, and I had to, well, begin living it.

Recovery was slow. Very, very slow. In fact, I'm not sure recovery ever stops. But I made it here, and today I can run and ride horses and do all the things that I was too weak to do when I was at my sickest.

So, today I sweat. And I eat when I am hungry. Sometimes I even eat just because I want to. That is what my healthy looks like, and I am so, so grateful that I am here today to share it with all of you.

4 thoughts on What My "Healthy" Looks Like

  • I meant to comment this morning, but had to go to work/school! 😮 Thank you for sharing your story! I’m so glad that you managed to move past it and started really living! <3 Improvement is a continual process, but you've made it a long, long way, and it's awesome that you can do the things you love to do again! (I really miss horseback riding! <3)

  • I am right there with you….in the ever ongoing process of recovery….which I’m just assuming goes on forever like this 🙂 I have come to a healthy place with eating, its not quite 100% normal, but what is that anyways? I am now a runner, loving my body for what it can perform (and how it can perform with food-shocker) You story is much like mine as far as the ED timeline…mine started about the same age and lingered for 15ish years. Its a truly amazing thing to be in recovery. Good luck and keep it up.

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