Why I Started Victorious Fitness
Honestly, I needed an outlet.
I’m a professional performer. I love what I do. But in my line of work, being able to deadlift 230 pounds and make a really good sweet potato chili means virtually nothing.
As a young dancer, I struggled with disordered eating, and at 15, my period stopped. It didn’t come back for four years.
My hair started falling out. I developed tendonitis in both ankles. I was constantly lightheaded in class, running on 700–800 calories a day. I became dependent on caffeine just to function. I tried every diet you can imagine, all at once. I combined low-carb, low-fat, low-calorie, gluten-free, dairy-free, no sugar, detoxes, the military diet, and anything else that promised control.
I was exhausted. Empty. There was no light behind my eyes.
A lot of life happened in between, but long story short:
I was depressed and frustrated, and I couldn't keep living like this shell of a human being.
What no one tells you is that the physical part is only half of it. The harder part is the voice in your head. The one that tells you you’re not enough. That you’ll never be loved unless you look a certain way. That your worth is tied to your body.
Those lies don’t just go away; you have to fight them with truth.
You have to remind yourself, over and over again:
I am enough.
I am loved.
I am wanted.
I have purpose.
My body is not the enemy.
Even now, it’s still a daily choice. I have an incredible husband and people in my life who love me deeply, and yet there are still moments where those old thoughts creep in.
But I don’t stay there anymore. I don't sit in that darkness.
And that’s why I started Victorious Fitness.
To show women a different way.
I’m not a doctor. I’m just sharing what has helped me.
And I don't know who needs to hear this, but you're allowed to start living your life regardless of how you look.
So if your story looks anything like mine, I hope this space feels encouraging.
You’re not alone in it.
And I’m really glad you’re here.