I’ve been asked, “Why the change from beauty pageants to bodybuilding?!” Both have a stage. Both have lights. Both have spray tans, makeup, hair and behind the scenes junk food ready to go. Both also have tiny swimsuits and “butt glue”. Annnnnd that’s where the comparison stops.
Let me back up… I’m currently training for my first NPC Bikini Competition, to take place May 14th. To say I’m nervous is an understatement (and I don’t tend to get nervous!!). Besides my full time career, I also am a part time model and the reigning Ms. Kansas United States (yes, I need more sleep)… so, I’ve obviously competed in swimwear, but under an entirely different set of rules and judging criteria. Modeling aside… in pageantry, it’s about overall fitness and the execution of your “sexy pageant swim walk”… learning to walk for a fitness competition? I’m like Bambi on ice over here. You have to walk, suck in, flex and smile… ok I can do that! Wait… you also have to turn your back far past what’s comfortable and flex in an entirely different way? All within a few seconds and in time with the competitors next to you??! Oh snap. I’m a newbie all over again.
Fitness judges have zero time to get to know you, they only view the results of your months of work in the gym. There is no interview, no evening gown glamour or fabulous runway competitions on top of days of rehearsals and media appearances. It’s you vs. the judges for minimal time.
So again… why am I doing this?!!?! Like most women, I’ve never been 100% happy with my body. I’ve been a dancer, been fit, been swimwear ready… but “strong is the new sexy”, I haven’t been. I wanted a goal and a challenge to get through to achieve it. I luckily have an amazing support system: boyfriend of the year, team fam bam, my cat who reminds me sleep is necessary (ok, not very hard for him), a best friend who’s competing along side me, another amazing friend who is my coach (also a kick ass nationally qualified and top 5 winning NPC bikini athlete, can you say “goals!”), and my supplement sponsor who helps make sure I don’t run out of protein bars (love you Supplement World!).
If I bring home hardware, that’ll be icing on the cake. Just stepping on stage after the most consistent and difficult physical/mental work on my body I’ve done, will be the real reward. Oh, and wish me luck avoiding real cake for 13 more weeks! ;)