About Me!

Hey guys! My name is Rebecca, I'm 22 and I have been training Strongwoman for around a year and a half now. This isn't going to be a blog about perfect workouts or flawless progress, cause if we're being honest with ourselves, that rarely ever happens. This is just going to be about the ups, downs and everything in between that has come along with it. Some of it may not be pretty but I don't go to the gym to look pretty.

I wanted to start this blog because the gym isn't always empowering, motivating or positive and I feel like people need to see both sides of the coin. There are no filters and no pretending in here, just real experiences from myself and others like me. I am in no way shape or form an expert in this field, I am currently going through my Level 2 gym instructor course, but I don't want this to be about personal training or expert tips that you could get from literally anywhere else. This is just about real-life experiences from someone who started with no knowledge of anything and is now competing herself.

When I first started going to the gym it was around 4/5years ago and I thought I had to go in to lose the weight and become one of those skinny girls you see all over social media, but after years of endless cardio and pointless workouts I decided to work with what I had, which was strength. I had always been what you would class as "big" and growing up always being the biggest in the group did affect me, more than I care to admit. So when I eventually did join the gym, I felt I had to become skinny as that is what larger people do in the gym... right? It wasn't until I started to embrace what I was good at, that I started to feel and see a difference in my body.

I had grown up watching Worlds Strongest Man on the telly every Christmas and always thought "you know what, I might give that a go" - fast forward to now and I have competed in 2 Strongwoman comps officially and have another one coming up later this year. If someone had said to that shy girl 5 years ago that you would be competing in Strongwoman competitions and lifting heavy weights in the gym all on your own... well, I would've told them to jog on. But here we are. And I feel that maybe if I had read something like this from someone who looked and felt the way I did, then maybe I would've taken this leap earlier.

If any of the above sounds relevant to you or you just want to join me on my crazy journey then get yourself comfy and enjoy the ride!