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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72023311649914930872019-05-23T03:44:49.804-07:00Pretty StrongA blog by strong women who compete in Olympic Style weightlifting. We want to encourage, support, and inspire everyone out there to be the best they can be. Follow us on our journey as we help you along yours.Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-35801273100127790262016-09-15T09:55:00.000-07:002016-09-15T09:55:18.380-07:00My Second Olympic Experience (part one) It's been a month since I competed at my second Olympic Games! What a crazy, interesting, self-discovering, beautiful ride it has been! I can't wait to tell you all about it! Since winning Bronze (more on that later) I blew up on social media! There are a lot of people that don't really know me or my story. I'll try to be brief!
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 I'm originally from Desert Hot Springs, Ca and I moved to San Jacinto, Ca and graduated SJHS in 2006. I wasn't a very athletic kid. I didn't even pick up sports until I was in 8th grade. I was trying to earn an award called, "Husky Elite." You get a special shirt, a plaque in the locker room and get to lead the class in exercises. While trying to earn that, one of the PE teachers noticed I had athletic ability. He encouraged me to compete in Track and Field. This is where I discovered my love for and talent in Shot Put (and Discus later). I threw Shot Put and Discus in high school being SJHS's first and only State Champion and All-American. During my high school years, I competed locally in weightlifting and wanted to pursue it later for fun when my track career was over. I received two full-ride scholarships to the University of Alabama and Arizona State University.
 While red-shirted at ASU, I needed a place to lift and I found my old Coach, Joe Micela. I competed at a local meet, qualified for Junior Nationals and placed third. I was ranked 8th on the USA Junior World ranking list and was just shy of making the team. The girl ahead of me pulled off the team and I got to compete placing second at the Junior World Championships. I parted ways with ASU and Track and Field and Pursued Weightlifting full time.
 In my time as a weightlifter, I have made every international team I have tried out for. This includes: 1 Junior World Championship, 1 World University Championship, 4 Senior World Championships, 3 Pan American Championships and one Pan Am Games, 2 Olympic Test Events, 2 invitations to compete at the Russian President's Cup, and ultimately, 2 Olympic Teams. Whew! I hold two University National Records, and I'm pretty close to breaking the American/Pan American Records.
 In 2012, I qualified for my first Olympic Team and placed a respectable 7th lifting a couple of PRs and had a great time! After London, I was considering quitting. The pay was unfair, the rules were constantly changing, leadership was a constant change, and I wasn't sure it was something I wanted to be part of any more. My coach at the time and I talked about it and I said something like "If you do it, I'll do it." We were a good team and I knew that I had unfinished business in my career. He wanted to emphasize that we were only going to focus on ourselves and take care of us and not let the outside variable affect how we felt about weightlifting. He said, "It's you and me against the world, kid." So we shook hands and after some time off, we made our go for the 2016 quad.
 However, things got sticky in 2013 when I received a two year sanction. See "Addressing the consequences of a difficult decision" for more information. My relationship with my coach was broken and I was no longer allowed to train with the coach and team I loved dearly.
 Until I was eligible to compete again, I had to figure out what to do. I stayed with a friend who let me live with her family until I got on my feet. I worked at Macy's part time and started throwing hammer to stay in shape and feel competitive. For a while, I was driving my barbell around town doing one week free memberships at different gyms until I found a really friendly Crossfit gym to train in. I looked for a new coach and by the time February of '14 rolled around I was ready to head to Houston, TX! Things were looking up. I moved to Houston, worked a few jobs and trained. We did mock competitions and did our best to get in shape, stay in shape, and be ready to compete 8/8/15.
 When the time came, I was ready! I lifted big and was back on track. A little digging around on the internet and you'll see how this past year of competition was "shrouded in controversy" and all that jazz with me qualifying for competitions and getting back involved in the sport. My goal was to lift big weights, try to make the Olympic Team, and medal at the Olympic Games. Despite the hurdles placed in my way (some self-inflicted, yes) I managed to make my dreams come true!
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On to the experience!!!

 After London, I remember people asking me how my experience was and what prepared me for the Olympic Games. I said, "Nothing prepares you for the Olympic Games but the Olympic Games." There really is nothing that compares to it. The caliber of lifting is like that at the World Championship level and the Pan American Games are set up like a miniature Olympics but, the Games have a unique, magical, feel to them. There are a lot of eyes on the Games and subsequently more pressure. Having competed in London, I felt so much more prepared and calm this time around.
 We got into Brasil a few days before Opening Ceremonies and stayed all the way through Closing Ceremonies. Given how I was feeling after travel (not very recovered) and my previous experience of walking in the Ceremonies, I decided it wasn't a good idea this time because I had legitimate medal potential. None of the team participated. I felt bad for those at home that were excited to see us. Oh well!
 Our living arrangement was pretty good. Sometimes rooming with other people, especially strangers, can be difficult. I had my own room while my teammates Jenny and Morgan shared a room. We also shared the apartment with three Judokas. Six women in a small apartment was a messy and fun experience. It was unfinished (which was expected) but, definitely livable for the short period of time we were there. Our rooms had air conditioning, the living room had bean bag chairs, 24/7 Olympic Coverage on the TV, a nice view from the porch, and we had a mini-fridge.
 The time leading up to the competition was spent resting, eating, and training. It's amazing how many naps were taken by us and how long they could be! Haha In our down time we played on social media, read, watched other sports (mostly on TV), watched each other compete, went to the recovery room, and hang out in the "hang out room." It has an actual name but, that's essentially what it is.
 The cafeteria is one of the best parts about the Olympic experience, in my opinion anyway. Not only is there food there (yum) it's one of the only times people aren't separated. Yes, people are eating with their respective countries for the most part, but, almost anyone can bond over a meal. I can't say the food was the best there but, the people were! All of the volunteers were nice ad helpful and everyone wanted a USA pin. One day I ate lunch with a Nigerian Discus thrower, I ate dinner with coaches from Ghana, I ate dinner with Sprint coaches from Swaziland and I got to see old friends from different sports and make new ones from Team USA!Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/09/my-second-olympic-experience-part-one.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-6850040584721729272016-07-22T12:17:00.002-07:002016-07-22T12:17:29.630-07:00Olympic Trials (Part 2) Finally The next morning I went to have lunch with my boyfriend and get some fresh air by visiting Temple Square. We took lots of breaks because I knew I couldn't be on my feet too long. We mostly went just to take some pictures. I rested and went to train and later that night we had dinner, relaxed and watched a movie at his grandma's house then I retired for the evening. I was starting to feel better having some support with me as well as getting food in me and moving some weights around.
 Competition day started out well. I had breakfast and did a very light morning workout snatching 45 kgs for a couple of triples and clean and jerking 65 kgs for a couple of doubles before going back to eat and nap and prepare for the competition that evening. Based on how I was feeling in the morning, I was starting to feel confident I'd put in a decent total and defend my ranking on the Olympic Team.
 Warm ups were feeling actually pretty good in the Snatch. I was doing well and was sticking to plan. I knew we'd have to pull back in the clean and jerks a little as the weight loss and illness were going to effect my leg strength. I snatched up to my last warm up attempt which was 115. Our goal was to open with 188 then go to 122 and 126. This would keep me on track to open within 15kgs of my declared total, show improvement, and save my legs. I missed 115 in back and there wasn't any time to remake the weight before I had to get on the competition platform. That's not an ideal situation to be in but, I've missed weights in competition and made higher weights before and I've successfully done that in training so I had to rely on my experience to get me through. I didn't feel any panic or worry which was good. I missed my first attempt and tried to correct my technique for my second and missed it again. I've been in this position before where I've missed my first two and had to come back to make one attempt. If I didn't, I'd be out of the competition. Well, I didn't make it.
 After everything I had been through this past quad and knowing what was on the line and the tough competition I was up against, I felt defeated, humiliated, and the most vulnerable I had ever felt in my career. At any moment, I could be usurped from my position on the Olympic Team. All there was to do was wait.
 I went to the bathroom to cry a bit and regain my composure. That only lasted so long. I came back to the warm up area and was ready to pack my bags. I started crying again and my coach came up to me and said, "Are you ready to clean and jerk?" and I said, "What for?" I saw all as lost, and considering the National Championship was off the table, I figured my day was done. My coach had to give me a little talking to and if you know my coach, he can be quite intense. "Because the competition isn't over yet. There are a lot of people that don't want to see you go out there and make those jerks..." he began to step away and turned back to me and said, "But, there's also a lot of people that do."
 So I put my wrist wraps on and got to work. I cried all the way up to 135 kgs and felt kind of dizzy while lifting. It was probably dehydration. We opened with a 146 so I could keep within my 15kgs and I missed it, made it on my second, and finished the day off with 150. Part way through warming up, is when I found out that Morghan bumped me down a spot and we were just waiting to see if Mattie would take my place. She didn't and I felt blessed relief. I don't really know how or why things worked out the way they did this past quad for get me back to the Olympics but, I am very, very grateful and humbled by the experience.
 The Olympic Team was announced, awards were presented, and the opportunity for people to share in the moment with the athletes was presented. It was an amazing experience to be there with my mom, my friends, boyfriend, teammates and competitors.
 This was one of the best competitions I have ever competed in. Phil Andrews, USAW, and all the volunteers and workers did a great jib to make this Olympic Trials truly something special to remember for a lifetime.
 I stayed an extra day in Salt Lake City to actually spend time with my mom and a couple friends. We ate at a delicious waffle place and we went to see some botanical gardens.

Since then...
I have moved to Texas, assembled a great team of people to help prepare me for the Olympics, I live with a friend from church, it's really hot, and I'm excited to get shipped out next week to get ready for the Olympics.

Love, SarahSarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/07/olympic-trials-part-2-finally.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-81620369700085074942016-05-14T10:34:00.002-07:002016-05-14T10:34:40.910-07:00Olympic Trials...and more trials (Part 1)I've been AMRAPing thing week (that means As Much Rest As Possible) and things have mostly settled down enough for me to reflect on my second Olympic Trials.

Training and competition Pre-Trials

Over the course of me being here at the OTC, I have been working on losing 10 kgs. After my suspension, I didn't have my thyroid or PCOS medications anymore (no insurance either). So my weight got really out of control. My goal was to be 140 kgs by May. I weigh in in the mornings (sans clothing/before eating) and knew I should compete at Trials at about 142-143 kgs.

My training overall was very good. I was starting to hit personal records in the Snatch and get my consistency back. I went through a snatch slump where I missed way too many of my working sets and my heavier reps as well. When I head back to Texas, I'm looking forward to getting some good technical coaching on my Snatch. I was clean and jerking 145-150 about twice a week. At the Rio Test Event, I hit 155. Three weeks before Trials I clean and jerked it pretty solidly as witnessed by the campers and coaches that were in house that week. I was intending on hitting 155 again and feeling pretty confident that I would be able to put together a 281-285 total by Trials.

Since coming back in August, I've been competing pretty hard.
August '15 (First local meet back) - 274
September '15 (National University) - 276
October '15 (Strongest Unicorn) - 266
November '15 (World Championships) - 279 6th place
February '16 (Russian President's Cup) - 278 1st Place
April '16 (Rio Test Event) - 275 1st Place
May '16 (Olympic Trials) - No total

As you can see, I've been lifting pretty hard and a lot this past year all while placing high internationally. Typically, within a year, an elite lifter competes in about four meets.

Anywho, after coming back from the Rio Test Event, I pulled or sprained my piroformis. This was something we were able to work through with modifications but, I wasn't able to squat much. This was pretty deep and I rehabbed well with various treatments in sport's med as well as doing the rehab exercises provided. Every athlete deals with nicks and dings in training, so this was just something to push through and started to heal really well.

April 22nd I clean and jerked the 155 and felt on fire! The next day, I felt like total crap. My nervous system was pretty fried. I was taking my time warming up and decided to take the day to just move around and feel better. I was front squatting 135 and felt some pain in my upper back. I've experienced this a couple of times in Texas, and knew that this would take about a week to come back from. When my back "went out" for lack of better description, I could hardly contract my back muscle to be able to pull the bar from the floor, compression on my body with the bar pained me as well as just holding the bar overhead. That close to Trials, I knew I had no time to rest, really. Also, the next week was supposed to be my last heavier week before the recovery week heading into Trials. Knowing I was in good shape, we had no choice but to flip the weeks. Injury week was spent as recovery and the next week was intended to build up to Sunday May 8th as my "heavy" day." During the "recovery" week, I was only able to lift four of those days. I decided to lift to pain tolerance. Uncomfortably, one day I did dead lift+RDL+pass bys with 65 kgs followed by very uncomfortable back squats with 95 kgs. I think the next day I did standing presses with 45 kgs, clean grip static holds (2" off ground) with 75 kgs or something. Whatever. Toward the end of that week Thursday I was able to Snatch 113 and Friday I was able to Clean and Jerk 140. Both of which were pretty sloppy because my rhythm was off. I was feeling better and more confident.

Monday the 2nd, I clean and jerked 150 and on Tuesday I Snatched 120. These were both what I was hoping to open with. The Plan A of Trials was to do something like 120, 125, 129 and 150,155,160. Realistically, with the snatch would be something more like 118,122,126. Either way, I was ready and in shape to do a 285 even though I hadn't squatted in two weeks. Wednesday we did power snatches and power clean and jerks for recovery and I had no pain.

Week of Trials

These timelines kind of blend together so bear with me. Also, there's going to be a little TMI but, bodily functions are natural, right? Wednesday evening I began to have diarrhea. I figured it was something that would pass within the day. I was going to try and squat on Thursday and take Friday off but, by Thursday, it was bad enough to make me avoid squatting for fear of "weightlifting poop accident." I did my therapy exercises and other things that didn't strike fear into my bowels Friday afternoon, I was to leave for Salt Lake. I was up late packing (I'm a horrible procrastinator) and by 1 am, I was feeling pretty nauseous. I decided to try to get to bed so I wouldn't think about it and actually make myself sick. I pretty much just tossed and turned for about an hour before I couldn't take it anymore. I took an anti-nausea tablet thing (in hindsight, I should have taken it earlier but didn't really think about it then) anywho, about ten minutes after that, I headed to the the toilet and started calling dinosaurs. I felt better, drank some water, took another anti nausea thing and tried to get to bed. I threw up/still had poopie problems twice more before having to head to the airport. I got maybe an hour or two of sleep. Miserable, I went to sport's med to get medicine and advice and then went to the airport. Whilst in Denver, I had "airport poop accident" and had to make an urgent wardrobe change. I was almost late to my flight, and we had plane trouble so we were on the ground for at least an hour before we took off. I tried to sleep as much as possible and drink as much as possible this entire time. I got to SLC almost two hours later than anticipated.

I knew I had to train. I wanted to do easy squats and head out to rest but, after stretching and warming up, I knew we should stop. I had a pounding headache and holding my breath to perform squats was terrible. My personal coach said, "If you don't think you should do this, you don't have to, Rest is more important right now. You don't have to prove yourself to anyone." I looked at him and said, "I'm just so tired." And started crying. We took my stuff and I cried my way over to the Dr.

I was told to stay off my feet the rest of the night and drink like crazy and get some easy food (chicken, rice, crackers, etc) into me. He said it seemed like I had lost about 5 quarts of fluids. I took a shower, drank, drank, drank, picked at some noodles, went to bed and slept like a rock.

To be continued...Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/05/olympic-trialsand-more-trials-part-1.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-69112541064368158102016-03-24T13:53:00.001-07:002016-03-24T13:53:02.909-07:00LeadershipOccasionally, I try to reflect on my past experiences to see how they have impacted me. How have they molded me into who I am today. When I reflect on my athletic career, I try to think of the things that may have made me "special." One of the things that has made me stand out as an athlete and as a person, is my ability to lead. I am not perfect at it by any means but, I think this ability has helped separate me from the pack in many of my situations.

Are people natural leaders? Do they learn how to lead? Or is it a combination of the two? For me, I think it's a natural combination of the two.

Hopefully, through my experiences and my advice, you can improve your leadership skills or try to develop some on your own.

As a kid, when playing with my friends or brother, I'd always end up being the sidekick or the bad guy. Never the main character or the one who decides what we're going to to that day. I was always bigger and taller than most kids so adults always assumed I could do more or be more than I was. Frequently, I'd get mistaken more a grown-up. I was also a very strong kid. I was kicked out of day care because I pushed a girl our of a tricycle and hurt her. She asked me to push her. She just didn't specify in what direction, I guess. Haha. Who would have thought all these years later, I'd be speaking at graduations, conferences, and schools? How would have thought I'd be coaching people, and going to ribbon cutting ceremonies? Certainly not I.

I was never one to seek out leadership opportunities. They just kind of fell in my lap with the exception of one. In 8th grade, I wanted to get the Husky Elite Award. This was an award given to 4 people a year in physical education. The person who got it showed that they worked hard, tried to improve and did their best. I worked really hard and got it. The reward was to lead the class in exercises, they got a special shirt to wear and they had their names posted in the locker rooms. Also, as a consequence of working for this award, one of the PE teachers noticed I had athletic ability and encouraged me to try out for the track team. I was a successful track athlete and now weightlifter. Had it not been for that physical education program, I wouldn't be sitting hear trying to impart my knowledge unto you.

I was a girl scout until I graduated high school and one of my first leadership opportunities was to be a delegate. My friend Ruth and I helped lead flag ceremonies, be in front holding the flag in parades, and being a representative of our troop at different events. While competing in track in high school, I was elected to be a Team Captain for my junior and senior years. These opportunities I got just for being myself.

I try to help people the best I can but, I feel my best way to lead is to be myself. I try to do the right things at the right time in the right places with the right people. I am very social and can talk with just about anyone. I have a little bit of knowledge about a lot of things so it helps me connect with people.

In my older years, I have chosen to coach high school and college athletes, crossfitters, kids and older people. I really enjoy it. I have been asked to participate in parades and volunteer in the communities I'm from, speak at graduations, judge beauty pageants, represent small companies, write articles, go to the White House, be a part of the Thank You, Mom campaign, go to galas, etc. It's so cool! At church, whenever I get asked to help with something, it's to teach a class or organize and implement activities.

Speaking at a women's conference

Participating in a Christmas Parade

For people with anxiety or who are shy, this could all be overwhelming. At times I have gotten nervous. I have not had any professional training or any certifications or and degrees yet, I get great praises on how well I can teach something, lead, keep people engaged, or speaking techniques I literally just made up on the spot.

Here are a few things that I feel have impacted me for the better with leadership:
*We went to the VA hospital a lot growing up as kids. When I was 11, my dad had a stroke and lost his ability to speak. I was able to associate well with people with special needs, disabilities, and mental health issues. When you can associate well with people who are what society deems as "different" "defective" "hard to deal with" or whatever, you can associate well with everyone.
* Many of my friends growing up had problems at home with sexual abuse, poverty, mental health, mental disabilities, etc. Many people cast these people to the side but, again, if you are able to befriend someone in these situations, everyone benefits and learns. Just as with the people from the VA, you get a broader idea of what people go through, you can understand people better.
*I took a good deal of time investigating different religions. When you understand how and what people believe, you can relate to them better, build better relationships, and be more sensitive to other needs and hopes other than your own.
*I was a teacher's aide for special education in high school. I can't express enough how helping and loving other people can help you and make you a better person. There are times I would be these kids' only friends or the only one to stand up for them.
*Being the bigger/taller kid who had more expectations on them
*Being interviewed a lot
*Having to learn a lot of stuff on my own through experience as well as trial and error
*Dealing with heartaches, troubles, trauma, and other types of difficulties over the years

The main things that frustrate me when it comes to being a leader are the different standards or abnormal expectations on a person who is just like everyone else, and the fact that often times, I can be placed automatically in a leadership position. Teaching and leading activities can be great but, sometimes, I just want to be a participant and just hang out/enjoy my time without responsibilities.

I can't tell you how to get leadership opportunities if you want them or how to avoid them if you don't but, I can give you advice for the time you find yourself in these positions or want to get yourself there.

1.) Be yourself. People wouldn't ask you to do what you're doing if they didn't appreciate what you have to offer. They also wouldn't do it if they didn't have faith in your knowledge or abilities. Alsok if you try to be like someone else, you will always come in second place. Someone else already did it, and they did it better. Be yourself and you'll be the best you.
2.) Don't be afraid to meet and talk with new people. Everyone has a different life journey and everyone can learn from each other. You never know what types of friendships or valuable business opportunities may present themselves to you; all because you decided to say, "My my name is _____" nd stuck your hand out
3.) Don't be intimidated by other people. If you see someone as greater than you for whatever reason, you will put a limit on yourself. Just as they have desirable talents and traits, so do you.
4.) Take opportunities when they present themselves to you. I went to a yelp event just to look at shiny, pretty jewelry, and eat snacks with my friends, only to meet my cosmetic sponsor.
5.) READ I try to read something every day. I have been complimented on how articulate I am and how easy it is to interview me. When you read, you expand your vocabulary, you increase the ways you are able to communicate with others, and you stimulate your imagination.
6.) Don't be afraid to fail. Failure is inevitable. Sorry. I have made huge mistakes that have cost me friendships, coaches, and damaged my career but, I bounced back. You will live to tell about it. Mistakes and failures often are not forgotten but, can easily be used as a tool to teach you how to be better and help others.
7.) Use your adversities to strengthen you as well as help and inspire others.
8.) Surround yourself with ambitious, smart, and successful people. Most of the time they have had similar struggles and can teach you how to overcome yours, inspire you when you're down, and give you opportunities when no one else will.
9.)Always try to improve yourself. Develop new talents, work on things that hold you back, try new things, meet new people, take a chance on something.
10.)Don't be ashamed to admit you don't know or understand something. You will be respected more for this than trying to b.s. your way out of something or trying to avoid a question.
10.) Listen to your gut. Know who you are and what/who you represent and what you stand for. If people or opportunities don't align with what you're doing or who you are, you are welcome to say no. I avoided a lot of media after my suspension because I knew the people who wanted to talk to me didn't care about me and they just wanted to get some quotes on a hot button topic that would have just increased how much more negativity is out there. Who needs or wants that stress? Not I. So... no thank you. They say any publicity is good publicity. I'd rather have none than have a heavy feeling in my heart.

There ya go! Hope you enjoyed my long-winded post.

Yours in sport,

Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/03/leadership.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-42431966893312897232016-02-20T20:25:00.002-08:002016-02-20T20:25:21.204-08:00Live life on your own termsLiving in Texas was one of the best things that ever happened. I was allowed to be my own person! There were lots of things that I had wanted to do or not do over the years but, was never able to because of time, work, educational or coaching restraints. Thanks to a coach who gives me a longer leash and one who really wants and cares for my personal happiness, I was able to start living life on my own terms. Doing so helped me become a better and happier person.

This post is to encourage you to do the same. If you are worried about what other my think of you or if what you are doing is lady-like or whatever it is that holds you back from doing the things you want, STOP. You are entitled to happiness.

Pluck those weeds in the garden that choke those happy blossoms. New flowers can't grow without the other ones opening up, right?

Somewhat recently, I was reading an article called "75+ Hobby Ideas For Your Free Time" on the website called "The Art of Manliness." This is a great website, by the way. There were a lot of cool hobby ideas!

Here are some I was already doing:
Reading
Collecting
Camping
Weightlifting/Working Out
Whittling
Geocaching
Leather Working
Bowling
Archery
Letter Writing
Hiking
Bicycling
Picking/Antiquing
Woodburning
Writing/Journaling
Vinyl
Volunteering
Cooking
Learning a foreign Language
Blogging
Amateur Astronomy
Genealogy

There are still things I used to do but, don't have the time or means for and things I want to do but, I'm waiting until a better moment arises. All of these things are equally cool for women to do and make for great dates and/or hobbies to do with a significant other.

I graduated high school and I left home. I went far away too. I never turned back. Ok...yes, I did when I went home for a semester. Any who, that early independence and a diverse set of interests had led me into doing all kinds of cool things and meeting cool people all over the country.

Had I ever listened to anyone else but my heart as to what was acceptable or unacceptable for a woman, a Mormon, a young person, tall person, a fat person, a single person, a WHATEVER, there is little I would have accomplished in my life and little I would have done to help anyone else.

Living life on your own terms doesn't necessarily mean have fun doing hobbies all day. Living life on your own terms often times means learning new skill sets to help keep you independent. This saves you time, money, and gives you a ton of confidence. I know how to replace a car starter, air filter, battery, strip and replace a car battery terminal, check tire pressure and fluids, I can also change and rotate tires. I can fix holes in walls and replace outlets. I know how to operate drills, dremels, and saws. Unless it's a fancy, newer toilet, I can do some basic plumbing, install a fan, cut blinds and keys. I can change the lock on the bottom of a truck and operate a sit-down and standing forklift. Those are mainly "male" tasks. You know what? I can now save time and money and do that junk myself and feel awesome about it. On the other hand, I can do quite a bit of "female" tasks as well. I can schedule appointments and transfer calls, crochet, sew, cook, tend to children, shop and any other things other people deem "female."

My independence would be greatly diminished because I would have to get someone else to assist me in something I could otherwise do for myself had I not had these work experiences, learned these skills or tried these hobbies. It bothers me that inanimate objects, tasks, hobbies, interests and other things get so engendered, or limited to certain demographics. Culture can be messed up some times.

If you want your haircut a certain way, do it. It's just hair. You want to wear certain clothes because they make you happy and comfortable? Get 'em! Want to go somewhere but, no one else cares to join you? Go anyway!

Develop new skills, improve yourself, have fun, and leave your social stigmas and worries behind.

Many of the things awaiting to be seen and experienced by you are a mere decision away.

Little by little, you can gain more happiness.

Enjoy life!

Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/02/live-life-on-your-own-terms.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-61955894370664221692016-01-31T14:18:00.001-08:002016-01-31T14:18:33.116-08:00Sarah's Origin StoryWell, I'm not going to go THAT far back as to HOW I was created. You should know that by now and if you don't go talk to your parents. This story starts at about age 14:

Picture it: Sicily, I mean San Jacinto, Ca. A young, charismatic, track and field athlete and Girl Scout was introduced to the sport of weightlifting.

Summer of my freshman year of high school, my head track coach who was a former weightlifter herself (2X National Champion, American Record Holder and 2000 Olympic Trials Participant), asked me if I wanted to go lift with her. I did and I was sore for about two weeks. I only lifted the bar! Now that I think about it, I wonder if two weeks was an exaggerated feeling? Hmm. Well, after that, I decided not to do it again as I thought I would be perpetually sore.

The next track season, her husband, my throwing coach (My head track coach's husband and former weightlifting coach) decided that I needed to actually lift as part of my training. At the time, he was coaching us part-time after coaching his team at a neighboring high school. Anywho, I hated it at first but, as I got stronger and my throws went further, I changed my tune.

One day, as I recall it, my throwing coach asked me if I'd like to be in a weightlifting competition. I think I said, "Not really." and his response was "Too bad, I signed you up and I'm picking you up at 6 am on Sunday." I had no idea what I was doing and just followed what everyone else was doing and trying to listen to my coach.

I was asked recently what my best numbers were when I started lifting. My very first weightlifting meet I snatched 50 kgs and I clean and jerked 60 kgs. I totaled 2 kgs over my own bodyweight. Score! From the very, very, beginning, I can't remember what my squats or presses were, to be honest. I can remember at the end of high school what I was doing in my major lifts. I never really deadlifted and I didn't really press heavy. By the time high school was over, I was able to snatch 75 kgs for 4 sets of 3 reps and clean and jerk 105 for 4 sets of 2. I front squatted only up to heavy singles; my best being 150 and I back squatted 140 for 5 sets of 8.

I started lifting in like 2004/2005 and did it mostly for fun. I originally wanted to do weightlifting after track and field was over as a way to stay in shape and have fun. I didn't get reintroduced to weightlifting until 2008 where I did it on the side as a red-shirted sophomore at ASU. In 2009 was when I switched over to weightlifting full time.

That's pretty much how I started weightlifting and the numbers I was doing then. I had very humble beginnings in my athletic career and life. What a difference 12 years can make!

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/sarahs-origin-story.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-13705930899272983142016-01-24T20:25:00.004-08:002016-01-24T20:25:52.277-08:00The TPS ProjectI've had an idea for this type of project for a long time now but, haven't had the finances to do so. Now that I am at the OTC, I am in a better financial situation to "pay it forward" if you will and help others.

This TPS Project I am starting is my way of trying to help out other weightlifters. I know what it's like to be in need. We had a JR camp here recently and I heard about some talented lifters who didn't have good food to eat at home or money to buy the things they need yet, are talented enough to get invited to camps and qualify for the Jr. National Championships. How are athletes supposed to succeed when they have a hard time just taking care of the basics.

What does the TPS project do? I provide care packages for lifters in financial need. Care packages can include anything within my budget that can help the lifter. It saves them from using their money on things for training that they could be using for groceries or gas to get to training. The first three boxes I made included: money for groceries, Team USA sticker, block of chalk, roll of sport's tape, nuun hydration tablets, two powerbar brand protein bars, a pair of weightlifting straps, and a hand-written note from me.

Recently, my coach and team experienced tragedy. My coach's middle son passed away a few days after Christmas and was a big shock to all of us. My heart aches for my coach and his family. TPS stands for Timothy Patrick Swords; my coach's son's name. The "project" comes from our gym's nickname which is "The Garage Project." This is to honor his memory and help others.

Currently, this project is self-funded but, if anyone is feeling particularly generous and wants to help, I have a TPS Project Wishlist of things I would like/need to put in the care packages.

The goal is to help at least one athlete from around the country a month.

I have also updated my RIO 2016 Wishlist if you are interested in helping specifically me.

Thanks for reading! Have an awesome day!

Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/the-tps-project.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-75745487905337159992016-01-20T00:02:00.001-08:002016-01-20T00:02:27.022-08:002015 World Championships Part 2The night I had that interview I didn't get any sleep. I was up at 5 am to get ready to go to work. I was at work at 7 am then got off at 12. I tried to make myself nap but, couldn't so I went to the training hall. I was very emotionally and physically tired that day. I contacted a friend of mine to text me funny jokes because I was doing my best not to cry that day. I don't know about you, but, when I get tired like that, I find it hard to control my emotions.

The rest of the day and week was spent eating with my teammates, hanging out with Jessica, I went and had some Thanksgiving dinner at my house, I watched world records and attempted to get to know my World Championship Team better.

The day before the competition, I spoke with my sports pysch/neuro coach Tom and he helped calm me down. I was worried that I wasn't ready for the competition, I was nervous that I wasn't rested enough, I felt pressure to perform well for Team USA, I was worried about other people's opinions. I was very distracted and I was worrying about all of the wrong things!

He helped remind me of who I was and that I didn't have to prove anything to anyone and at the end of the day, my friends/family/coaches would all still love me. He also reminded me of something very important: HAVE FUN. Having fun is one of my greatest motivators. I was letting all this stuff clutter my mind and I stopped having fun. Why put myself through mental and physical hell if I am not going to get any fun out of weightlifting? I needed to do what I did best and that was enjoy myself.

I spent the rest of the day watching weightlifting, talking to my friends, and watching funny videos. That night, I had the best night of sleep before a big competition than I ever had.

The morning of the competition, I just ate breakfast, did a very light shake-loose workout, showered, beautified myself and hung out. I was luck enough to have my session at the end of the competition and in the evening. That way, I have time to get a couple of good meals in me and see sports med or do anything that I need to get done.

I weighed in, and chilled out in the athlete lounge area and tried to rest my eyes a bit and enjoy my coach's company.

I had the pleasure of working with the National coach, my personal coach, and Jessica's original coach, Danny Camargo. Danny helped with loading weights and counting attempts, I'm not sure what the National Coach was doing but, I know it was important and Tim helped with weight loading, strategy, and making sure I was doing ok. Side note: Tim does an exceptional job tending to his athletes.

Anywho, warm ups went well and I don't think I had any misses (I'm writing this months later because I'm lazy) and I was pain and stress free. I was also enjoying myself.
My first attempt in the snatch was 118 kgs for a lift caught really high, that was followed by a solid attempt at 122 kgs.

 I felt really good and confident and we wanted to put 127 kgs on the bar to put myself in a position to possibly medal. I was ok with this call and felt confident I could make it. Well, I didn't. I pulled the heck out of it and it flew right over my head! Gosh dang it. Which has this hilarious moment of lamentation on the platform:

I had a fair amount of time to use the restroom, get a little snack in me and get ready for the clean and jerks. Warm ups went well. I had big plans for the clean and jerks this day. I really wanted to break the American Record which currently stands at 161 kgs. My goal was to take 152, 157, and 162 kgs attempts. Cheryl Haworth currently holds them and she had just got inducted into the hall of fame there so I thought it would be great to break the American Record that same weekend. My 152 and 157 attempts were solid and felt easy. After the 152 opener, the National Coach approached me asking if I wanted to take an 8 kgs jump to 160 kgs so we could be back in medal contention. I wasn't too comfortable with this as the most I had clean and jerked in training leading up to that was 145 kgs. I had cleaned and missed the jerk with 160 kgs back in summer of 2013. I didn't really feel like that was a safe bet. I was willing to budge a bit just to add kilos to the total and agreed to 148 but my coach, Tim stuck to his guns and we stayed with our game plan. By the time is came for us to take 162 kgs, I was sitting around a lot waiting to go. There was a lot of strategy going on with the coaches and athletes. This usually isn't too big of a problem for me but, sitting a long time like that, it's hard to stay focused. By the time 162 kgs was loaded on the bar, I thought I was feeling ready to go. I pulled the bar from the floor and by the time it got near the hip position, it felt like it was too far away and that I wouldn't be able to get under the bar to clean it so I dropped the weight. Even though I'm disappointed I didn't make the lift, I'm glad we had it on the bar. Better luck next time!

After all was said and done, I had a personal record snatch, clean and jerk, and total. I had my highest international placing to date, and I helped score valuable points to help secure 3 Olympic Slots.

I had people from work, and church and my club come watch me compete. This was so amazing. I rarely have anyone in the crowd to support me as I am far away from home and we usually compete in places my friends are not. This was a treat! I may be biased but I think I had the loudest and largest fan base in the competition venue that week. I encouraged those who came to wear silly costumes and to make signs. Here are some pictures:

After the competition was over, I had to go to drug testing, I spoke with the Houston Chronicle and made it out to see my friends and go to Texas Road House to gorge ourselves.

Thanks to everyone who supported me during my two year hiatus. Thank you to my supportive friends, family, followers, teammates and coaches who all helped make the 2015 World Championships a successful and happy competition.

-Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/world-championships-part-2.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-61969283757954103952016-01-03T10:26:00.001-08:002016-01-03T12:58:46.273-08:002015 World Championships: Part 1This was my fourth World Championships and by far the most interesting.

A few weeks before the World Championships, I get a call asking if I would like to be put on the World Team as an alternate and I said yes. I'm not going to go too deep into the details of the ins and outs of this situation but, long story short, I ended up placed on the team to actually compete. This caused a big stink in the weightlifting community.

There was a big campaign about one of the other athletes and against me being on the team and was a bigger distraction to me than I should have allowed. The campaign felt like a personal attack, it was a distraction to myself, and it took away from the other athletes on the World Team and the fact that Team USA and Houston were hosting the largest and best World Championships ever. Just like when my suspension happened over two years ago, suddenly, people wanted me on their podcasts and interview me for their websites. I declined all but two interviews during this time. A.) I hate bandwagoners and people who try to exploit drama/heartache B.) There are way more important and better things to talk about that can actually help athletes and promote the sport and the athletes. C.) I needed to focus on training and competing.

Anywho...back to me! World Champs! Yay!

So, originally, the plan was to prepare for the President's Cup in Russia. So accepting my position as an alternate cut out three weeks of training. I knew that even without being 100% I could score major points so I had that confidence under my belt. This was a stressful time for me as I had just pulled out of my classes because I couldn't do them while training/competing and I was told I was going to face "severe financial penalties" for doing so. I was trying to figure out finances, school, my car needed major repairs, I was planning a move to Colorado, I had the World Champs to prepare for then get ready for the President's Cup, oh and I was still working two jobs. I was feeling overwhelmed to say the least and I even cried at practice. Inconsequentially, all of my gear I was supposed to get from USAW for making the World Team and the President's Cup never got delivered to my address. So, I didn't have any Team USA gear. Which didn't help my perceived feelings of already not belonging on the team. While I was at the World Champs, the Nike Rep and Eleiko rep help give me some merchandise that the other team members has so I at least had something from my kit. I was most concerned about having a USA singlet. I wanted so much to look like and feel part of the team. Most of my Team USA gear was from 2012/2013 when I was 50 lbs lighter. So a lot of my own stuff was ill-fitting so I made due with what I had and what the reps gave me. Thanks, Nike and Eleiko!

I couldn't financially handle all the time I was going to have to take off for all of my competitions and travel so I decided to work the week of the World Champs. Jessica was my roommate and she had to compete Monday and her coach talked to me about staying at my house Sunday night as to not disturb her getting ready for work at 5 am. I love Jessica and I had to do what was right for Team USA. Jessica did a phenomenal job, so it all worked out! *pats self on back as if I had something to do with it.

That night, one of the USOC media guys wanted to interview me. Which, I accepted. I talked to him in great detail and frankly with him about a lot of things. After the interview I asked him what his angle was. What did he want to share? The last article written about me was a huge disappointment and was very upsetting. He said, "Well what did you want me to talk about?" I told him, "I would like it if you kept it about weightlifting and about the athletes and how exciting it is to have Team USA hosting the World Championships." You know, the important, relevant things. He responded "Well, now I don't want to write the article any more." "Why not?" "I don't want to make you mad." This was because off record I was telling him what happened with the last article and needless drama I've had to deal with for the past couple years. "I can tell you until I'm blue in the face what I'd like you to write about but, you're just going to do whatever you want anyway. So, the only thing I can ask you to do is 'do the right thing.'" That's how I left the conversation and went to my room to go to sleep. I had a horrible feeling in my gut about the interview and immediately regretted doing it and declined all further interviews except one after my competition. I didn't get any sleep that night except maybe an hour only to have to wake up at 5 am and go to work the next day.

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/2015-world-championships-part-1.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-20787548845642447692015-10-30T12:01:00.001-07:002015-10-30T12:01:42.179-07:00Shout of to my Sponsors and Partners! -JessI just want to say thank you.

I believe in Olympic sports. The reason is the same reason I prefer college football to the NFL. HEART. Athletes that chose to dedicate their lives for something so short lived for nothing but a memory and in few cases a medal or trophy are truly heroes. The road for these athletes in my opinion is much bumpier with much less reward. What is more honorable than dedicating your entire life to something that doesn't offer much back? This said how many people out there do anything that doesn't offer anything in return? Very few in my experience. By no means am I trying to say feel sorry for these athletes or our life is so hard. Lots of people's life's are hard. Our life is what we chose. I want to work my ass for every single day. I WANT to be an Olympian. I WANT to beat my body down to nothing. I WANT to only feed my body things to help it work better. All I'm saying is these athletes deserve a lot of respect. The average Olympic athlete spends 10 years training before they have an opportunity to even attempt to make an Olympic team. The statistics of even that athlete making the Olympic team is still 1/39 million.Can you imagine spending half your life for something you may or may not ever get? Have you ever worked that long for anything? Have you ever worked that long at the same thing? Many business professionals don't even continue on the same journey for that long.

As an Olympic athlete I want to draw some attention to the companies that respect the long, hard journey we chose. I made a personal choice a few years ago that my priority was going to be 100% God, and weightlifting. Staying true to that decision a lot of other things I wanted or smaller goals of mine were pushed to the sidelines. The companies I chose to surround myself with on my journey are so important to me for that reason.I pick companies supporting me that aren't just "sponsors". Yes, the money is helpful to not have to work as much and dedicate more time to recovery for weightlifting. However the money isn't my number one motive when either reaching out or accepting sponsors.

My first priority and first question I ask is "why do you want to sponsor me?" I pray the answer is that they believe in me as an athlete and a person. I want people around me that know I can make my dreams come true even when I'm too beat up, tired or down to believe it myself. I also want them to understand and respect my choice to put weightlifting first. They respect who I am and who I want to be as a role model, an athlete and a wife.

The second priority is what the company stands for. How do they present themselves on social media, what do they do for the community etc. My brand and my image is very important to me. I'm a Christian woman, I'm a wife, one day I hope to be a mother. I want my kids and my husband to be comfortable with the image of these companies. I don't want to have to be a sexual figure to make money or get publicity. Nothing against those that do, it's just not the path I want. Are these companies trying to make the world a better place? That's the bus I want to be on. That's the person I want to stand beside and help support.

My third priority in picking a company is what I can do for them. If the company is asking so much from me that I know I can't follow through on or would cut into weightlifting, it's not a good fit for me. I want to be able to do as much as I possibly can while still balancing my life. That may sound bratty or like I'm being a diva but let's be honest, would you let anything stop you from something you've worked for this long? Probably not.

Anyways, the point is every company that I'm involved with have inspired me, moved me or done something so special that I appreciate so much. This isn't about me, this is about them. I don't care about how much money they make me. Maybe this makes me a poor business woman, I really don't care. I care about my husband, my future kids and all the young girls growing into amazing strong fearless women. I care about using my goal and my dreams to teach them dreams come true. I care about changing someone's life. I care about growing my sport. I care about making the world a better place.

Fearlessly, Jess
Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/10/shout-of-to-my-sponsors-and-partners.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-70426689540542463552015-08-08T13:55:00.000-07:002015-08-08T14:18:32.064-07:00It's over! I'm not sure how long most of you have been following my journey. Some. I am sure since the very beginning and others probably as late as my spot on Big Giant Swords or hearing about me some other way. Anyways, if you don't know what my particular predicament was, a simple google search can help you out. Well, today is the day it's over! I can compete again! This is a long time coming. I have read and heard a lot of people say I handled it with grace but, I think minus one situation, I did a pretty good job. Someone called me a cheater to my face and I didn't take it so hot. I said a series of words my mother wouldn't have been proud of including what she calls, "the big one."
 I've mentioned before some of the things I've been through in this situation but, there is always more to say. I am not sure what motivates me, as I figure there are different things but, one thing I know that motivates me is to keep my promises.
 Once word was out and I could talk to someone, I immediately called USA Weightlifting and told them I was coming back, made a plan for paying off my fines, and made sure to get into out of competition drug testing so I would be eligible to compete again. I have been good on all of that. After the Olympics in 2012, I was contemplating moving on from weightlifting. We made a deal and shook on it. "It's you and me against the world, kid." So we went forward only focusing on us and putting all else aside to make a go for 2016. After the bad news in 2013 I can remember, "This doesn't mean you can't train. You can still qualify for the Olympics. Don't you dare quit. If you do, I'll never speak you again." I chose not to quit. Ever. Even though I thought about it. I couldn't do it. I made a promise to myself and to my coach that I would not quit. I didn't. I will not. The coach that started me initially told me "This is an injury to your career; at least it's not an injury to your body." With all that in mind, I pressed forward.

I struggled a lot. I feared a lot. I learned a lot. I overcame a lot.

 One day while talking about something with my roommate I said, "Hey, it's not the worst thing I've experienced." She asked, "Well, what is the worst thing you have experienced?" Well, the deaths of loved ones are of course at the top and probably the suspension being the other. But, you know what? I am a blessed woman. I have been two years without insurance because I a.) don't qualify for elite athlete health insurance any more because of obvious reasons and b.) I can't afford it. You know what? In two years I haven't had a single injury and I think I was sick maybe one time. When I couldn't afford a place to stay, a roof was put over my head. When I struggled to pay for groceries, there was food on the table. When I was lonely or sad, mom was a phone call away. I had friends to hug me or distract me with silly movies. I live a life here in Texas that is very fulfilling. I went from having almost no friends in Arizona (minus those I trained with and a few others), my dating life was non existent, I wasn't allowed time to visit home, or do anything else but train. My spiritual happiness suffered. I was bitter at times, and sad, and isolated. I am as active and as spiritually strong as I have been in my life here; which is important to me. I have so many friends! My teammates and coach here are as supportive of my athletic career as they are of my personal life. I believe that has made all the difference.

Really.

 How can a person go from training three times a day, no work, no social life, no family life to having to work 20-30 hours a week, struggle financially again. move, start all over, to only train once a day and still manage to get back into the same shape and better shape than she was before things got crazy? I believe it's because I am faithful, I work hard, and I am supported. I have a well-rounded life. I am happy and I have things in a greater perspective now.

 If this had not happened, I wouldn't have known about a couple of cousins I found along the way. I have family here in Texas and a cousin in Arizona where I was stuck for a week with car problems. I think that may be God's way of letting me know I am not alone.

Here are a few things that were irritating during this process:

Gossip:
 People in the weightlifting world that had never anything to say about me, let alone something good, all of a sudden had their two cents to put in on my situation. I read so many ignorant actually not smart or nice things said about me. Not once did I get an email, or a call to ask me from my point of view what the situation entailed. The other side of that were people who ran weightlifting blogs, forums, radio shows, etc. again all of a sudden wanted to talk with me. I've been lifting since 2008 and they had not once asked for an interview to know my opinion on anything, to say congrats on winning, or anything. The minute I have something negative to my name, they want to interview me? No, thank you. I will not let a hot button topic about myself help generate publicity for you solely for your gain. People also wanted to use me as an example of what not to do as a warning for others. I am not the first nor am I the last to be in this situation. I made mistakes along the way, and yes, I will admit and own up to them. Shame on these people for this behavior. I will even say shame on me especially for the way I handled a couple of things.

Fair weather friends:
 Suddenly, people that were right there by you when you were on top, aren't there to defend you. They suddenly go missing. Ghosts.

Sponsorships, grants, and agents:
 Well, when you're not on top, and you have something like I did attached to your name. You are faced with difficult situations. Sponsorships that were hard to get in the first place, won't be there. A.) It's not an Olympic year and B.) No one wants to touch you with a 10 ft pole. I had a $5,000 grant that I had to return. The donor of the grant was very nice and I think I could qualify for it again some day but, giving that my world was crumbling around me sending that check back in the mail sucked so bad. I had an agent for a short period of time who knew exactly my situation and knew it was going to be hard to only tell me later, "I can't work with people who don't make me money" and "I thought things would have been a lot different by now." Well, no. Things weren't different. Yes. Marketing me in this situation is hard. Thanks for being another one to give up on me during a time I needed someone to see and market the best of me.

People who are purposely out there to stop you from improving:
It is really surprising to experience what I have from other clubs here in Texas. Especially coming from one club where a coach helped me at an international competition. I've been doing my best to be part of the weightlifting community here. I have coached at other gyms. I have helped with a clinic at a university. I have stopped by other gyms to say, "Hi" and watch training. One of the local clubs had an athlete pass away suddenly and I got a card and had my whole club sign it and took it to her family. Two particular situations happened where these, what I call "Concerned Citizens" decided it was their business and everyone's problem that I was participating in an event. At one competition, the meet director asked me if I could hand out medals and take pictures with the athletes. How horrible! The concerned citizens called the national office saying they didn't feel it was "appropriate" that I did that. It's weird that they didn't express concerns directly to me... Maybe it was because I was busy cheering for their athletes, and helping people. On another occasion, I was going to lift as exhibition at the same time as a weightlifting meet. It would be a good way to connect with people, stay tuned up for competition, and have fun. The other "concerned citizens" who didn't even attend the meet made sure to call the national office to make sure that I had as little to do with this meet at possible. As a precaution in case I could be in violation of my sanction, I was advised to lift in another room." So I proceeded to lift in the back where the athletes warming up could see me. Man, that 100 feet of space made so much difference in the outcome of things. (there's is so much sarcasm here n case you can't tell). Yet, some how, I'm supposed to be the bad gal? Anywho, that all happened but, I still pressed on doing my thing.

Lessons learned along the way:

*Follow proper protocol and if you don't be prepared for the consequences. When you think you've experienced the worst of the situation, there's probably more to experience.
*Stick to your guns. If it feels right, and you believe what you are doing is the best thing for you, do it. You are in control of your body and spirit. No one else.
*Know who you are. My papa used to tell me, "When you leave the house you are representing your family." I know who I am. I know what I stand for and I know who I represent. I try to do what is good and right. I try to be worthy to bear my name when I come each night. I also train hard to so I can one day lift on that Olympic platform again.

I hope to represent my God, my country, family, team and self the best I can.

Cheers to that. RIO 2016 OR BUST!

Sarah

One of the coaches I helped teach at the University

Some of my awesome teammates

My and my hammer friend!

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/08/its-over.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-44995933714917556902015-08-06T10:22:00.000-07:002015-08-06T10:22:04.460-07:00I am a Large WomanTo this you would think, "Duh!" and you would be right. A lot of people view their bodies as inhibitors. "If I were taller, shorter, skinnier, more muscular, had a bigger butt, had longer hair, etc. I could do _____, I could wear ________, So and so might be interested" and so on. While I can most certainly empathize with you, I have lived a very interesting life and have slowly learned along the way that besides my personality and hard work, my body has been a catalyst for the wonderful, beautiful, adventurous, and fun things in my life! Which consequently has helped so many women feel good about themselves, inspired them to do things they never thought they could, and live healthier and more active lifestyles! How cool is that?! As I am a fan of positive elf talk and loving even the things that frustrate you the most about yourself, I'd like to share some things with you.

As a large woman, I get noticed and it's not always positive. I was teased a lot growing up and still hear rude comments and get stared at this day. I was never good at hide and seek. I couldn't fit under the desks at school if there was an earthquake drill. I wasn't picked first for games. I have a hard time finding affordable, modest, beautiful plus size clothing. I sweat more than an average sized person. I hit my head on things. I walk into stuff all the time. Chafing sucks. It's tedious to always have to wonder or ask what the weight limit is on things. It sucks being crammed into airplane seats. It's easier to get fatigued and harder to recover. It's easier for a medical ailment to get blamed on weight. My height and weight add a new element of difficulty to dating. Being stronger than men also adds another element of difficulty to dating. It's rare that my size isn't a thought on my mind for one reason or another. As a large person, especially a female person, things don't always come easy, cheaply, or comfortably. BUT! These are not the things to dwell on. They are there. They are real. They are valid and I share them plus so much more with at least half the female population.

Here are some great things that happened not in spite of but because of being a large woman. Or jut simply, because I believe I am the whole package. We are all the whole package! Our worth and blessings come from us being all different! When you look at a table of gifts, do you shun any of them because they are of different sizes? Do you want to return them because they are wrapped in different paper? Maybe one box is small and another is oblong, another can be huge! I don't want to compare us to objects but, I think we are all gifted with different attributes and we can be gifts to others.

I've gotten fan mail
I've made an Olympic Team
I've traveled around the world
I've been kissed!
I've made an unbelievable amount of friends and witnessed the births of their children
I give awesome hugs
I have a better vantage point and can find things and people easier
I can reach things safely off high shelves
My long arms enable to snatch a lot of weight
My height has helped me throw shot put and discus far
My bodyweight helps me move heavy weights
Looking intimidating has helped me feel safe
Being strong makes me feel safe
I can pick up children if they fall
Kids feel safe with me being their "body guard"
I can pick up injured animals and carry them to safety
I am strong enough to help people move when they're sick
I can reach easily around someone to give them the Heimlich
I can change light bulbs and use top load dryers
I don't have to ask for help for pretty much anything. Especially pickle jars. Screw those jars.
My height, weight, and strength weeds away week minded people
My weight, height, and strength weed out superficial men. Most people I get to date are high quality
I get to inspire people

I'm not famous, or popular, rich, or traditionally beautiful. However, I am the whole package and so are you. Not a single person on this earth is perfect. We can learn to accept our imperfections, improve on our faults, and keep adding to the list of amazing and wonderful things we can do and be. It may be hard but, try to look at yourselves objectively and you'll start to see the great things about your self!

Love, SarahSarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/08/i-am-large-woman.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-74390019359174389972015-07-25T20:46:00.000-07:002015-07-25T20:46:37.046-07:00Training in Adverse ConditionsThe other day, I was so over the heat. Like, almost quarter-life-crisis status. I had dealt with 3 nights of little to no sleep because our air conditioner was broken and I pretty much sweat for about 9-12 hours of the day. I realized at practice one day that I have spent 24 out of 26 years of life in hot places. I grew up in Desert Hot Springs and San Jacinto, Ca, I lived/trained/competed at the University of Alabama, Arizona State University and now I am living in Texas.

In high school, I trained 5-6 days a week. Our lifting facility was a large non-air conditioned room with one door and a large fan. Everyone hated that one kid who stood by the door being a fan hog. I'm clenching my fists right now just thinking about it. I lifted in there 5 days a week. Track practice after school would last until sunset almost every day for me and there was little to no shade. Just you, your implements and the elements. Throwing things in shoes purposely made with no traction in the rain and digging through the mud is no fun. Sweating your face off and having no trees or cloud coverage to protect you from the sun in triple degree heat is no fun. Training when it's cold and windy with bulky clothes when you need to be able to move a certain way is also not fun. Three nights a week, I would go lift in my coach's garage. Competitions were even harder. You spend over 12 hours a day traveling in a school bus to go to the competition, compete, watch others compete, and suffer whatever conditions are there. Some times the throwing facilities are far away and you feel like you're not part of the competition, some times the ground is rough and bangs up your equipment, sometimes the sector is of center, sometimes it rains, some times it's so windy you can't get in a decent throw to save your life, sometimes you can't use your own equipment, sometimes there are bad calls and unobservant or under-qualified judges, and sometimes the meet is poorly run in general. These are just some of the things that made training and competing rough even through collegiate athletics. I can remember at Alabama, we had a day with torrential rain and my teammate and I were throwing hammer even when our feet were completely submerged in water. We had a competition at Auburn that was so cold we couldn't feel our finger tips anymore. This is important for throwing things, obviously. The craziest day was getting in one good throw at the Mid-East Regionals only to have the Tornado sirens go off and have to hang out in a basement for an hour before resuming competition. What?! Needless to say, these things aren't fun but, they helped toughen me up a bit.

In Arizona I trained in a large non-air conditioned warehouse and here in Texas, I train in a two car garage. Training in Arizona in both track and weightlifting reminds me of this:

While training in these environments, you have to learn to acclimate. You have to learn how to physically handle the situation and how to mentally handle the situation. When traveling and competing abroad, I have observed Americans as those who handle change the worst. Sorry, teammates but, it's true. I have heard complaints about the weather, or transportation, the bars not spinning well, the training hall is in a parking lot down hill, the chalk is too fine, the plates are falling apart, there's no heat or a/c, the food isn't good, the music is too loud, there are no spectators, the roof is leaking and there are puddles of water on the floor, someone just walked in front of me, that person won't stop talking...What. Ever. In my opinion, those who handle stress the best, compete the best. The body needs to adapt to different stimulus as does the mind, eyes, and ears. There are a lot of people in the US training on nice equipment, with ideal temperatures, and sports med, or housing facilities, and cafeterias. On the other side of the coin, there are people training in completely opposite situations like myself.

My coach often says, "If you can train here, you can train anywhere." I believe this is very, very, true. I have moved a lot, lived, trained and competed in less than ideal situations, have not been financially stable, and so much more. For these reasons, I attribute much of my success as an athlete. I am able to handle stress well. I am a surprisingly patient person. This is exhibited by how little I end up yelling at people Haha.

Any who, to be your best self, you have to be stretched and challenged. Get out of your comfort zone and expect the unexpected. As my old coach used to say, "be comfortable being uncomfortable."

Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/07/training-in-adverse-conditions.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-5827175704944532342015-07-22T19:07:00.000-07:002015-07-22T19:07:27.688-07:00Less than 3 wks outSo much for part two of 6 weeks out, huh? Oh well.

My first weightlifting meet back will be at Freight Engine Crossfit in Santa Fe, Tx on August 9th and we weigh in at 9 am. If you're interested in attending, please come! We will accept donations and we will be lifting, hanging out, and eating food! This meet will be a qualifier for the University National Championships in Ogden, Utah. I'm excited to lift weights but, not to take classes again. Oh well. At least I'll be less stupid than I was before the class, closer to a degree AND hopefully, I'll break some records.

Training is going really, really well. I feel like I am in shape to hit personal records by the time the University Nationals comes around. I am also hoping to break the University National records.

Just like I did when I couldn't compete at the 2013 World Championships, I trained and prepared myself in training to be ready to lift big weights at the same time as the Pan Am Games. I did a 271 total at a local non sanctioned weightlifting meet and when I found out what the winning Snatch was from Pan Ams, I was determined to do it for a double. Here it is:

The only thing that has really been racking my mind lately has been the President's Cup in Russia. It is essential to my eligibility to qualify to get invited. I have been waiting almost a month to hear if I get to go to the competition. It is one of two competitions within my time frame I need in order to be eligible to compete at the Olympics. If I don't get invited, my Olympic Journey for 2016 is over. I can still lift and accomplish my other goals but the Olympics... not so much. Here are a couple things that sum up how I will feel if I don't get to attend the meet:

Also, I have been considering moving back to the OTC by the time October or December rolls around. :o Ok bye!
Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/07/less-than-3-wks-out.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-55761588052076928262015-06-24T17:41:00.001-07:002015-06-24T17:41:13.670-07:006 weeks out: Part OneI'm about 6 weeks away from being able to compete again. I am left with so many memories of these past two years; both happy and sad ones. I am also full of many emotions for the year(s) to come. I'd like to take a little bit of time and thank some people for helping me get through these times.

My mom: My mom is my rock. When I told her I wasn't going to compete for these two years, she wanted to hug me through the phone and cried with me. She knows who I am and what kind of person I am. She reminds me of my good qualities and reminds me when I am being neglectful. We share everything together and I know a lot of what she does in her life is to help support me financially and emotionally. I literally wouldn't make it week to week without her.

My Coach: Tim (in case you didn't know his name) was instantly excited about working with me and gave me so much hope and comfort. He never judged me once and made me feel at home. He helped me with a place to stay, find a job, get connected with good people and helps me if I ever am in need. He reminds me all the time that I am a special athlete and to not take it for granted. He tells me I can do anything and he is looking forward to getting this year started off right. We're hoping he'll be by my side at the Olympics.

My Hammer Coach/Teammate: When I was in Arizona, my friend's coach told me if I ever wanted to throw, I could stop by. The day after I was no longer training with my old weightlifting coach, I showed up to practice. This was a few weeks out from the World Championships and he seemed a little suspicious as to why I was there when I should be training for lifting but, let me do my thing. He quickly gained my trust and I enjoyed every minute of relearning how to throw hammer and lift with them to stay in some kind of shape during my transition. He listened to me, pushed me, gave me space, allowed have a "bad days" where I cried on the bench, made me laugh and was someone I could complain about things to. My teammate Meagan was just as influential. We had dinner nights, bonded Yelping, throwing things, and had fun training together and pushing each other. I had fun complaining with her to. Hey, sometimes you just need it.

Crossfit Crew: I was always welcome to come and train over at Crossfit Crew. Coach Dairus is a Godly man and I appreciate him and his gym for opening themselves up to me. I can remember dragging my barbell with me everywhere and over there twice a week. That poor thing! It was nice to be in a positive environment where everyone cares about you and wants to just get better. Sean (hammer coach) and Meagan would do clinics there once a month. I also got to train side by side with Meagan again so that was always a positive

My Current Teammates: They push me to stay competitive and in shape when I feel like I can't or occasionally don't want to. They help me coach the kids. They encourage me to live my life to its fullest and to accomplish all I can within my power. I had one teammate help run a meet for me so I could fund raise, I have a couple who are trying to help get me back in school again, I have one who has let me do a couple of clinics through his gym, and I have a lot of people just plain cheering me on. All of this is goof for morale.

My job: I work at Home Depot. Although, they do not have the Olympic partnership anymore, my coworkers and managers have been very great to me. I love my job, my coworkers, and managers, They really work with me when my training schedule changes and help correct me when I make mistakes.

Substitute families: First, let me mention, I have a lot of best friends. I just kind of collect them. Strange as that may be. I love them so dearly and they helped me more than I can ever hope to repay. When I was in Arizona, I quickly became best friends with Danielle. I went to her house all the time. Her mom always made sure I never left hungry of empty handed. I was always treated like another member of the family. At some point she and I lived with her grandma and she let me stay there for very cheap. My best friend Ciera and I at first did not get along but after our second time being subjected to each other, we got along swimmingly. Eventually she got married to this super cool guy and I got along with him super great. Anywho, I became a sister to her and an Auntie to all four of their crazy, beautiful children. After things went down at my old gym, they let me stay with them rent free so I could save up for Texas and continue pursuing my dreams. Here in Tx, I became good friends with Nate and I get to spend time with his family as well. His mom always feeds me always saying something like, "It has protein in it!" We watch movies, do scripture study, eat gummy rocks, and play lots of games together. This Sunday I went over there and spent Father's Day with them. It helped ease some of the sadness I had from not being able to share it with my own dad. I have lived very far away from home since I graduated high school and I often don't get to see my family. I go years between seeing people. I miss them and I miss a lot. Sometimes it can feel pretty lonely and isolating.

Financial supporters: There are too many to name but, I have had people buy me stuff off of my Amazon wish list, donate to my Gofundme campaign, donated to my pay pal, helped with gas money or food money, etc. I am really thankful. I am sorry to burden you guys. I wish I were more financially stable and independent so I wouldn't need help but, lo, that is the position I am in. I still need to pay off my fines, manage every day finances, pay for competitions, etc. but, it's all working out for the best.

USA Weightlifting: I have been in contact with USA Weightlifting and have been doing my very best to stay on top of things, be communicative, etc. They have been doing a good job being non-partial and helping me stay on track and working with me along the way.

My old coach: Joe is a fantastic coach. The level of intensity and discipline he brings as a coach is not often matched, We learned and grew a lot together, Sadly, we had to move on from each other because of the circumstances. but, I am truly thankful for all he did for me. Yes, we butted heads a lot, yes, I could be a stubborn diva, but we accomplished a lot in a short period of time and more than many could ever even hope for. We made a great team. I wish him the best with his athletes and look forward too seeing how well my old teammates do in competitions.

Pursuing an Olympic dream is a difficult task. This has been made even harder by the nature of my sport as well as some decisions I made as well decisions were made for me but, through everyone's help, I have learned and gained so much. I am a blessed woman. I reflect a lot on all of this and at times it brings me to tears. Thanks so much! I can't wait to actually tell you about non-sentimental things and talk about weights in Part 2!

Sarah.Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/06/6-weeks-out-part-one.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-43668467586740286892015-06-04T11:35:00.000-07:002015-06-04T11:35:27.995-07:00May '15 Update-SarahSo much has happened since I last blogged! I have been so lazy and distracted! Let's see if I can get it all in without being too long-winded.

Work: I'm starting to become more comfortable with my new responsibilities I have at work. Recently, a squirrel has paid us a visit. It's been there going on two days now. I really want to see it terrorize other associates or customers. Keep your fingers crossed.
Fairly consistently, I have been coaching a 10 year old on Tuesdays how to throw Shot Put and Discus! It's a lot of fun...except when woman eating mosquitoes are afoot.
Right now, I also have two. eight week classes going on at Crossfit Propel teaching them technique and getting them stronger. I also have some one on one sessions set up. Hopefully, this turns into a longer time gig.

Training: Training has been going pretty well! I am very excited! I have about 8 more weeks until I get to compete again so I am looking forward to a nice little training cycle going into it. Recently, we went and competed in a nonsanctioned weightlifting competition at Crossfit Eado and I did a 271 kgs total which is just 4 kgs under my competition best and 16 kgs under the American Record total. I am pretty excited for upcoming meets.

Competition: Because of how close my sanction is to the National Championships, the National Championships and World Championships are not in the Cards this year. Which is really unfortunate because I can score some much needed points for Team USA to get Olympic Slots. This also kind of throws a wrench into things because per International Olympic Committee rules, I need to compete in two international meets before the Olympics. This leaves the Russian President's Cup (invitation only) in December, the Women's Grand Prix in Austria (self-funded) in probably May of next year, and the Pan American Championships 2016. I started a Go Fund Me to help raise money for the National University Championships which will be in Ogden, Utah toward the end of September. I had a goal of $800 and so far that go has been exceeded by $190! This is good in case prices change or I need incidental monies. August 9th we will have my little comeback meet to qualify me for the National University Championships. I will be fundraising again for the Grand Prix and/or the President's Cup when I get more information. I will be attending the National Championships in Dallas this year as a spectator and to help and cheer for my teammates. If you're around, be sure to come by and say, "hello!"

Personal Life: My roommate is getting hitched soon which is great for her! Unfortunately, this means finding a new place to live...again. I have been considering moving back to the Olympic Training Center after the National University Championships but, I'd really hate to have to leave. I like training here a lot Unfortunately, it's not financially reasonable anymore. We'll see what opportunities present themselves. I really hope to stay. Also, I've been on a couple of double dates. Crazy, right?

Media Opportunities: DID YOU SEE ME ON BIG GIANT SWORDS?! Wasn't that like, the coolest thing ever?! Here's another little diddy they made Sword of the Olympian There's so much to talk about with this show experience, I have another blog in the works. I may have a couple of really fun opportunities coming up. One will get started in mid-July and I am waiting to hear if I have been chosen for something else. Pray that these things will happen. These opportunities will be good for exposure for myself and the sport. Here's to hoping new sponsorships will come for me this next year!

Here are some photos!

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/06/may-15-update-sarah.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-10285446088255931842015-03-15T08:18:00.001-07:002015-03-15T08:31:36.374-07:00The Mental weakness exodus by JESS
The Mental weakness exodus

"So we say with confidence,

 "The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid.

 What can man do to me?"

Hebrews 13:6

Everyone who knows me knows my "potential" or "what I'm capable of"

As much of a compliment as that sounds coming from Olympians, and very respected coaches it sounds to me more of a slap in the face. Why?
Because its a reminder of my mental weaknesses, basically That i could be good if I Was mentally stronger.

Ive had a lot of help with friends, sports phycologists and many coaches. The help would get me through a workout, maybe two. Never once has it really gotten through and really marinated in my soul, Until recently.

I'm a christian. I do honestly believe that God gave me gifts to glorify Him. I believe that He wants me to be the best I can be. That should be enough to have the courage to succeed, shouldn't it? Not necessarily to a very insecure woman. I would twist the "gift" I was given. I thought my gift was given but only enough to fail over and over and the way I glorify Him was to keep getting back up and keep trying and still praise His name.

Recently, I've been coaching a lot of high level Crossfit Games athletes, AND just beginning athletes. Listening to them and trying to be the best coach I can be. Which in my opinion is defined as making sure that athlete feels safe, respected and that I am 100% in their corner. Ive found that Actual knowledge aside, mental fortitude goes much further than talent or program. The crossfit open, for those of you that do not participate or know what it is, is a very very stressful 5 week process of competition. Every workout is judged and a score is posted that is compared to every other athlete in your gym, state, region, country and world. During this 5 weeks every score, every week matters in ranking. Obviously a lot of nerves, stress and comparing goes into the process.

I've had multiple athletes come to me during these weeks with insecurities and general nerves. Being able to be there for them as a coach and see this side of the competition process has been very eye opening for me as an athlete.

Realizing that overthinking is crippling, and draining. Figuring out finally that I'm the only one stopping me. God doesn't want me to fail. I was just scared to succeed.

The LORD is my light and my salvation—
 whom shall I fear?
 The LORD is the stronghold of my life—
 of whom shall I be afraid?
 When evil men advance against me
 to devour my flesh,
 when my enemies and my foes attack me,
 they will stumble and fall.
 Though an army besiege me,
 my heart will not fear;
 though war break out against me,
 even then will I be confident."

Psalm 27:1-3

Now i get it!! Moving forward I WILL go into every lift I attempt with 100% because I fear nothing but God. I will fear no weight, no competitor and no opportunity (no matter how big). Only God controls my destiny so who else should I fear?

FEARLESSLY,
J

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-mental-weakness-exodus-so-we-say.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-60836592372622748312014-12-20T19:55:00.001-08:002014-12-20T19:55:22.630-08:00End of the year update: SarahI've been having some "first-world" problems not having internet access at home so I am pretty excited to be able to finally sit down and blog!

I just wanted to sit down and kind of let you know how this year has been going and give you some hope for me for this upcoming year.

Charity

This year, I had quite a bit of charity events going on. They were all a lot of fun and uplifting and I recommend that you try them out for yourself if you ever get the chance.

*I started a Pen Pal program with first grade students from California. They got my picture, and letters from me, They practiced their reading, writing, and drawing skills. It was adorable!
*I've been helping coach youth weightlifters at our gym. Team Houston Weightlifting is a non-profit organization. Coaching kids is fun even when you get frustrated.
*I organized what I called "Hulkamania Night" at church. We brought old clothes into church and did a clothing exchange, dropped off whatever clothes were left at Goodwill, then all the shirts that were too full of holes or stains we ripped off of ourselves like Hulk Hogan. It was a blast
*When I am home, when we decorate my dad's grave stone, we help clean up and maintain those markers in need. So in honor of what would be my dad's 64th birthday, I took on the task (along with friends and whoever else wanted to help) of cleaning and maintaining 64 graves this month. Currently, I am at 59 and I am at the tail end. I think I have family from my dad's side of the family buried here in the Houston area so I want to finish up by finding out where they are and get to my 64. In the process, I managed to find out that I had a relative buried in the cemetery down the street from my apartment and his wife and son live in the same town as me. I will meet them next Sunday!

Super Secret Project

A couple of months ago I had the privilege or going to Martha's Vineyard to work on a project. We are only a few weeks out now from me being able to announce it and you all getting the chance to nerd out with me. All I can say is that it's going to be "big."

Training

I had one month of training where I was going 90+% in my Olympic lifts 1-3X a week. I then hurt my upper back a little but but, came back from that fairly strong hitting a front squat personal record at 200 kgs. A little while later, I back squatted 190 kgs for a personal record of 6 repetitions. Since then, I have been struggling with having a tight lower back. I have just now been massage and chiropractic care. It has slowly been getting better especially as some weight loss has been accompanying my treatment. We had a local meet organized where the entry fees went to help me off-set training and living expenses and I lifted as exhibition. I missed a 115 snatch but made 110 and made a 150 clean and jerk. Considering how training was going, how the back was feeling, and my work schedule, I had a pretty decent day.

Come January 8th, I'll have about 7 months until my suspension is over. I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel! I am getting really excited to have something real to train for yet, I am also nervous.

Personal Life

*I love my job and got a raise recently which is pretty exciting. I still have a long ways to go into being really good at my job but, every day proves to be a fun, new, challenge.

*Still single but, I have my first date since being out here next Saturday

*Church activities are going well. I enjoy the volunteer work I do there. It's definitely testing and refining me in ways I never expected. Most of my friends are from church and they are wonderfully supportive and amazing.

*My #bitsandbarbells amazing roommate is moving back to Minnesota and that makes me sad. I get to move in with another friend and get to know her better so I am looking forward to that. I will also be closer to work and training.

* Gas prices are dropping!

*I have been doing a lot of family history and genealogical work lately and it's surprisingly, a lot of fun.

*I will be a bride's maid for the first time.

If I think of anything else, I'll try and update you through facebook/twitter

Happy Holidays!

Sarah

Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/12/end-of-year-update-sarah.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-18908972532990397302014-11-07T16:49:00.000-08:002014-11-07T16:51:25.334-08:00Find your star by J What inspires you? Is it watching someone better than you do something you have never done?

For me it's watching people that want to be good work there butts off. It doesnt matter to me what level of sport they are. I don't care if they are a 3 time Olympian, won the Crossfit Games and just finished medical school and is now volunteering in Africa with underprivileged children. They could be a regular person who drives their kids to school in the morning, takes care of the house and comes in the the gym for a class workout and puts their head down and gives it all they've got. I love watching people who dream of something they want to accomplish and will do anything and everything it takes to make it happen. NO EXCUSES.

I've had a few wow moments in the last month watching athletes i coach and i just really want to share it with the Prettystrong world.

First i train this beautiful woman, lets call her Lenna. She is a nationally ranked sand volleyball player, Crossfit regional (hopeful) competitor AND masters Olympic Weightlifter. I should also mention she is a very successful very busy full time business woman. I watch her day after day sick, tired, sometimes burnt out walk in the gym and say "lets go coach." At our gym we have a lot of "specialists" that coach there-She works with each one of us. She will do an hour and a half with our Gymnastics coach, hour lifting with me and finish her day with a metcon and sometimes volleyball practice too. She's a go get-er. She never waits for anyone to make anything happen for her she goes out and takes what she wants. Never once have i heard her say she "can't." Many days i tell HER she needs a day off after us arguing for a few minutes she usually convinces me she's fine and ready to train anyways.

Recently i was coaching her through a workout and we were discussing other athletes in all the sports and how they train and what they do differently. She told me "maybe they're not getting better today but I AM." Lets just say i had to hold back tears i was so proud of how strong and amazing of a woman she is. That night she texted me about her past with volleyball that she started playing late senior year in highschool and wasn't very good. She had dreams to play in college though even though people told her it was too late. Lenna worked all summer that year and played at as many places as she could to learn how to get better. Finally a junior college saw something in her so she played with them and still wasnt very good but kept trying and did her best everyday. Finally she got to play at a 4 year college and made that dream happen. Like i said earlier, today she is nationally ranked. I'm in awe of her on a daily basis and she pushes me in my workouts everyday. To me, she's beyond Prettystrong.

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My next story i literally do cry about on a pretty normal basis. I'll call him by his real name but you have to promise to believe i'm not being biased because he is in fact my boyfriend, Christian Lucero. He is the most relentless athlete i've ever met. He has more energy than that weird energizer bunny. Fear is NOT in his vocabulary and being one of his coaches it scares me pretty often fighting for lifts he probably could let go but fights till the death with every attempt and usually comes out with a win.

Christian is a Crossfit regional competitor and probably the most talented Crossfitter i've ever watched. I've never met an athlete in ANY sport put as much heart and soul into every single lift, muscle up, thruster...anything he's given in any workout. Christian will work a full day coaching every single class from open to close barely have time to eat all day and workout from 8-11pm and wake up at 4am and do it all over without complaining. Nothing is going to stop that boy and he pushes me everyday to be half as strong as he is (mentally AND psychically.) He's only 21 years old and has barely been in the sport a year and he's already close to making the Crossfit Games and that isn't just because of his natural talent.

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There are a lot more athletes i work with and meet through coaching and as an athlete that inspire me that way. These two specifically have been pushing me recently even if they aren't next to me during my workout. I watch how bold and tough they are and know that i am capable of it too. If at the end of the day i dont make my dreams come true but i put every ounce of me into trying and worked half as hard as them i would still feel #prettystrong

I hope this inspires all of you as much as it does for me but even if it doesnt find your star! Find what motivates you even if its just saying your prayers at night and dreaming big.

fearlessly,
JessSarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/11/find-your-star-by-j.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-56745208834770320362014-10-03T21:37:00.001-07:002014-10-03T21:37:38.012-07:00The inner feminist is coming out (nsfw?)So recently, I shared a video on my private facebook page.

What are your thoughts? For your I, the video is graphic and some may be sensitive to the video.

I cringed and laughed all while shaking my fist. This video was gross, sad, hilarious (at a certain part) and all true at the same time.

Plastic Surgery Animation

Were you thinking this was "pornographic," "offensive," or "inappropriate?"

I had a conversation with a male friend of mine who shares my same religious persuasion soon after it was posted. This is how it went:

"not critizing except the part about the naked woman post on facebook"

"What was wrong with that?"

"naked women=pornography

pornography = bad.... its something we're commanded to stay away from in the church"

"That's not really pornography. It's a message about how messed up beauty ideals are in our society and how women feel pressured into looking a certain way."

"so have her wear a full one peice swim suit... or jogging clothes"

"I think that would take away from the message. The intent wasn't to arouse anyone. But, hey, we can all make the choice to watch or not watch."

"sure we can make the choice....by why is a friend putting a friend in the position to have to make the choice?"

Instead of avoiding the image, or not watching the video, or unsubscribing from my newsfeed, I shouldn't have to make someone else choose, the person who made the video should have covered her up, etc.

Please, if/when you comment, be kind. If we share our ideas, let's remember that not all of us feel the same way; and that's ok. If you have anything negative to say about my friend, please keep that to yourself. He is a kind man.

Anywho, I am unsure of which direction this will go but, here we go.

Under the logic that a naked woman (I believe the conversation would be the same if it were a man) is pornographic the following images would be considered as such:

It sure would be hard to learn to be culturally sensitive, get educated, or appreciate are with out seeing some skin at some point

As a person who has seen pornography in the past, been in a relationship where it was encouraged that the man "try before you buy" and having one of my best friends go through a divorce because of a porn addiction, I strongly disagree that the video shared is indeed, pornographic. I am not here to discuss pornography or whether it is right or wrong. Instead, I'd like to talk about some other things.

Without words, the video has managed to show how women feel sometimes that they have to change in order to fit in or feel beautiful. Most of the time it isn't even for ourselves. It's for the people who create and force certain standards on us.

I discussed this with a friend and her response was "So, what he's trying to say is that he can't control his own thoughts?" Yes, I can agree that they way we dress, talk, and act can and does affect others. Ultimately, though, it is up to the individual to be able to control our own thoughts an actions.

We are all beautiful and special creatures. We are made attractive to each other for a reason. Because of this, wonderful things can happen. Because of this, not so wonderful things can happen.

Because people can't control the "madness" or the "improprieties" that would ensue at bare-breasted women, they have to always remain clothed. While men can freely do so themselves. Because some people can't control themselves and choose to view the body of the opposite gender solely as a sexual object instead of what it is: a body; that choice is then taken away from another person.

When we respect our own bodies as well as others, so many fantastic things can happen. Just look around you and see the great things each body is capable of doing! I am amazed every day.

When the body is disrespected and we lose control of our emotions, terrible things can happen:
*I had a friend live with us for a short period of time because her step-father was molesting her.
*I had friends that grew up and their mother would have sex with the father in order to avoid having her children beaten.
*I have had a friend who was raped by someone she knew and trusted.
*I had a friend with special needs who was taken advantage of and was impregnated at least twice, resulting in abortions

Those women all had choices taken away from them and are scarred from the actions of someone else who could not control their mind or their bodies. It was not the women's fault. "Well, she shouldn't have been alone." "She shouldn't have gone home with him." "She should have never married him." "She shouldn't have flirted." "She shouldn't have worn that outfit."

A more basic example is when my car got broken into and my wallet was stolen. My coach at the time said, "You shouldn't have left your wallet in the car." My response? "Me leaving my wallet in the car is no excuse for someone else to break the law and rob me." Same thing applies here.

Here's a link to an interesting article from Women You Should Know about what is "acceptable" to post on the internet despite trying to post something body-positive.

Another interesting article was this one:  Plus Size Bikini This brought up a valid point about how most of the gawking and teasing about her two piece was from men. Later on, her boyfriend wore her dress (to stay warm) and got even worse reactions. A woman can wear pants but, a man cannot wear a dress? I understand that there was a time when pant-wearing was unacceptable but, why is it that wearing a dress for men has yet to catch up? What is wrong with being or looking like a woman?

Why do our bodies have to be policed so much? Why must we be shamed for them? Why is it that when something goes wrong, it is the woman's fault for "dressing like that?" Instead of changing the way we think about things or the behavior of those who oppress others because of their lack of will-power, we should just"cover up." Guess what? Under all those clothes...there's a naked body. *gasp!

Now, I do have my own set standards of "modesty." They are probably different than yours. Maybe they are more "extreme"or way more "relaxed" than you are accustomed to. I will be very clear in that I choose to dress and act a certain way according to my own reasoning. Yes, they comply with church standards but, I made the choice myself. My parents don't tell me how to dress, my church does not force me to dress a certain way, and I certainly do not dress a certain way in an attempt to please other people."

I will not attempt to persuade another person to compromise their standards and I do not purposely try to offend others when expressing myself or my opinions. We still have a long way to go when trying to be equals with each other. We are on the right track though, I believe that having an open mind, things can change for the better. It is important to be aware of other people's feelings and standards without trying to compromise our own. Let us try to be more educated. Education is so important when making societal leaps and bounds. Let us all take a minute to reflect on ourselves and where we can improve. Are we oppressing ourselves and others? If there is no willingness to change, can there at least be a willingness to understand?

Sarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-inner-feminist-is-coming-out-nsfw.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-63473661948410802762014-09-25T20:39:00.001-07:002014-09-26T09:21:46.564-07:00September 2014I need to think of a more creative title than that. Oh well. :/

Anywho... I thought I'd give you guys an update on what's going on this month.

Training:This month brings on a transition with my training. In one of my most recent posts, I talked about wanting to train like I will be competing at the World Championships this year. Plan is still on. We're going to do it at a friend's Crossfit gym and make an exhibition of it. My teammate and I were talking about possibly making a bbq fundraiser out of it for my training. We'll see how that goes. My coach wants me to hit 122 in the snatch and 152 in the clean and jerk. Hopefully, that goes well.

I coached two people in the same session at a local lifting meet and I wasn't a nervous, anxious, monster for the first time. Thumbs up for me.

I am no longer working with OURX management. So, I am now agent-less. I'm on the hunt for a new one. If anyone knows of anyone in the Houston area, or anyone in particular, please give me a heads up.

The head coach of the track program that hired me, resigned. So I am now left wondering what I should do in regards to coaching and making sure I have enough hours of work.

I went on an amazing trip to Martha's Vineyard. Don't worry, I wasn't just there for fun. Well, it was fun but, I had a really great opportunity that I can't explain quite yet. Around the New Year, I'll let you know what's up.

I got hit on at the grocery store yesterday. It wasn't even creepy or weird. Score one for Robles! I think that's pretty much it.

Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/september-2014.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-53341875582411192792014-09-22T19:34:00.002-07:002014-09-22T19:34:47.091-07:00The "Sarah Robles Standard" Every once in a while, I get to thinking that there's some kind of "Sarah Robles Standard." This is a standard by which I seem to be held and most times, no one else. I spoke with an old coach of mine the other day and asked him about this. The answer was phrased like this: "People with exceedingly great talent have exceedingly great standards placed on them." I can remember a few instances where I felt I was treated differently from everyone else. Like my standard was higher. Once I was late for practice and I was supposed to run stadiums as a punishment and other athletes that have been late to practice...nothing. Once, I was out of clean clothes and it was cold outside so I opted to wear pajama pants. I figured that was my best option at the time. Well, I was told, "Don't you ever wear those again. If you do, you're not allowed in the gym for two weeks." Or after I'm done training, I'd switch into my flip flops, "Sarah, you're setting a bad example for the kids." From my end, I saw and sometimes see these types of things as unfair. I can remember not being able to negotiate having one Saturday off a month or go home for different things. Another athlete might randomly take a ski trip or go to Disneyland without so much as a phone call to tell our coach otherwise. Those are just a few examples. One of my counter-arguments would be, "If you treated everyone else the same way you did me, imagine how good of lifters they would be." I understand that not all lifters have the same goals, or abilities that I other other elite athletes have but, when you have some kind of goal and you are committing to something, why not give it your 100%? What ever that may be. I'm not even sure if some athlete could handle the expectations on them that are had on me. "How many people can talk about going to the Olympics or breaking the American Records as nonchalant as you?" This is true. It was explained to me, that why beat someone up over messing up when they are barely going to make it to Competition X or have no realistic chance of breaking records? When someone has a lot of talent or potential, it is the coach's responsibility (as is the athlete's) to make sure that comes into fruition. I'm pretty sure it doesn't have to be explained but, I am a pretty goofy person. I am also pretty talkative and social. As weightlifting is my main social outlet, it is definitely difficult for me at times to reign all that in. If I didn't have those standards and expectations, I would probably get too off task in training. I realize too, that as an adult, and as an Olympian, it is my responsibility to set an example to younger kids on beginners on how to properly behave and do the right things to make my self a success. I have never been one to party or drink or get into trouble much. There are times I can get rebellious or ornery. That mostly comes from feeling bossed around. Am I 100% perfect when it comes to discipline, timeliness, or other necessary traits? No. That's why I need a coach. That's why I need standards and expectations. Is it "fair" all the time? No. It is true, though what has been explained to me. People with big goals and have big talents, big standards will be placed on them. People will remember what you say and do. The energy of those around you will reflect your own. People have expectations on you both when you compete and when you are "off the clock." We may not like it and it may or may not be "fair" but, it's part of the game. It's something you learn along the way. If it were explained ahead of time, it would deter people from going for it or we wouldn't be able to comprehend it anyway. I still stand by my counter-argument. If you held yourself to the "Sarah Robles Standard" when doing things, I'm sure you'd get good results. A little discipline, sacrifice, and high expectations never hurt anyone. Lift lots, Sarah Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/the-sarah-robles-standard.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-69353419876197504452014-09-21T19:09:00.001-07:002014-09-21T19:20:08.121-07:00Blame it on the alcohol - by Jess Pretty strong, You ever notice in middle school and high school it's the end of the world if you're a little different than your peers but when you get to college and beyond it's all you can do to make sure you different and stand out? Growing up my parents were super strict. Super strict. I had Olympic dreams and my parents had them with me. However, I wanted nothing more but to fit in. I had big muscular legs I wasn't a cheerleader and I was always missing school to travel for competitions. Even if my peers thought what I was doing was awesome and they were supportive or even if they weren't (and trust me there were both) all I thought I wanted was to do what they were doing. They drank and hungout on weekends and my parents would never let me go with them. At the time I was so angry and thought they were controlling, and over protective and just mean. Now? I'm grateful. Regardless of what my friends in high school did on weekends or how their lives turned out, I was on a different path. As a young (trying to be) adult I never thought about the long run. I knew to be an Olympian I'd need to do everything it takes in the gym, to work harder than anyone else, to go above and beyond the rest. What I didn't know is what alcohol would do to my body, how it would effect my recovery or my brain. I didn't know how slow I'd move trying to lift the barbell the next day. I didn't know drinking would heighten my chances of injury. I didn't know staying up all night partying would make me too fatigued to push hard the way I could have if I would have rested. I rebelled from my parents and it took some trial and error to figure it out on my own but I did learn. I learned what priorities really mattered to me. My goals were more important to me than making sure I fit in. I learned that my parents weren't trying to be fun suckers they were trying to do their best to help make my dreams come true and they're intentions were pure. I'm grateful they believed in me so early in my career and stood their ground. Even though we fought about it plenty back then now I see why. Dreams don't fall into your lap and even when they do you have to work to keep them. Making dreams happen takes more then going through the motions, It's a lifestyle choice. I promise there's someone out there that wants it just as bad that works just as hard and makes all the right decisions. So it's your choice are you gonna let them take your Gold medal or are you gonna do everything necessary to keep it? Fearlessly, JessSarah and Jessicahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/blame-it-on-alcohol-by-jess.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-88240959439178346532014-09-10T11:28:00.002-07:002014-09-10T11:28:32.822-07:00Poor Athlete Recipe: Chicken Basil PastaThat's as good a name as I could come up with. This recipe is one of my recent favorites because it is: cheap, fast/easy to cook, and delicious!

Fresh Basil $1.88
Whole Rotisserie Chicken $6.99
3 Roma Tomatoes A little over $1/lbs
Olive Oil Free - it's my roommates
Box of Pasta Free - my friend gave it to me before she moved.
Crumbled Feta Cheese $2.99
2 large garlic cloves (I think a head of garlic is a little over $1 as well)

Boil and drain pasta
Pick of chicken breasts and shred. Add to the pasta
Mince cloves of garlic
In a pan, heat up a copious amount of olive oil (enough to help cook the other ingredients as well as coat all the pasta)
Add minced garlic and sautee
Add chopped basil saute briefly
Crush all three tomatoes and add to pan (this is the funnest part)
Keep cooking until it reduces a bit.
Add a little salt and pepper
Stir into pasta/chicken
Add feta cheese and stir

Eat and enjoy!

Sarah and Jessicahttp://email@example.com://prettystrongblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/poor-athlete-recipe-chicken-basil-pasta.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202331164991493087.post-17091509159172790032014-09-04T21:41:00.001-07:002014-09-04T21:41:45.305-07:00Stuff- September 2014Oh hey there!

Nice to see you again! Thanks for visiting my blog of doom.

What's been going on with little old, Sarah Robles?

So... I moved to a little town called, Alvin. Raise your hand if you've heard of it! I'm living with a friend from church. Her name is Tegan. Tegan and Sarah! For real. She is hilarious, a perfect friend-match for me, and she loves horses. She's a very talented person. We coined the hashtag #bitsandbarbells and everyday is a new and humorous moment with us.

Training has been going pretty alright. I think I can safely say that I'm in shape right now. Since training here, I have hit a 115 snatch a 145 clean and jerk a 195 front squat and a 210 back squat. They are not my bests but, I am working on some things. I had a pr snatch double with 110 and it looked like I could have done a triple, I had a snatch pr from the hip of 100 and a clean pr from the hip of 130. I have been hitting 105 and 135 in snatch and clean and jerk respectively at least twice a week. I have been trying to lit as exhibition in local competitions but, either there is "not enough room" or I don't hear a response to my request. I'll just keep plugging away though. I have discussed with my coach that I would like to train like I am going to compete at the World Championships. So, I will train and prepare and in roughly 10 weeks, we'll see what I am made of. If I don't do well, hey, it's practice. Rather here than actually at the meet, right? Competition simulation is always hard to do at home but, we'll see if I'm mentally and physically prepped.

Work is going well, at the Depot, I got 3 of my shifts changed to later times. I get an additional two hours of sleep at night which is making all the difference in the world! I have also accepted a coaching position at Yes! Youth Fitness and Sports Performance. Here, I am involved with the Olympic Development program as a throwing coach and strength and conditioning coach. Business for me is slow right now but, hopefully as things progress, I will gain more clients. I am excited for this opportunity and I am looking forward to developing some kids into talented athletes and educating myself in the process.

Lastly, I'd like to talk about food. Because it is delicious, and I like it, and eating it is part of my job. So, I was looking for ways to get sponsorships (which I still struggle with...understandably so...) and I stumbled upon these box-a-month kind of deals. I didn't ask for a sponsorship...yet. Right now, I am going to go ahead and give Love With Food a try. It's a box full of random and delicious healthy and organic snacks for $20/month. We'll see how delicious it is and if it's worth it. The best part for me is that with the purchase of a box (depending on the size) you help provide one-two meals to a hungry kid in the US. LOVE that idea. I feed myself and two other people for $20. Great cause! Anyone else have experience with them? Are they pretty legit?

Hope all is well!

Stay strong,

Sarah

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