06/09/2026
I’ve been leaning into changes of opinion and style lately.
After becoming a mum, it’s easy to lose a little bit of who you are. Your clothes become practical. Your wardrobe becomes workout gear. And somewhere along the way, you can forget to ask yourself, what do I actually like?
Lately, I’ve been playing with colour and pattern (trying to). Things I love on other women but have never really known how to wear myself.
And pink is the funny one.
I spent most of my younger years adamantly declaring that I was NOT a pink girl.
I didn’t want to be seen as delicate or breakable, or as someone who was all about how she looked.
I was Clever. Unique. Tough. Independent. I wanted to stand alongside the men and hold my own. I could do anything I put my mind to.
So pink didn’t fit the identity I had created for myself.
Except now… I’m starting to really like it.
And I’m realising I don’t have to choose.
I can be strong and feminine. Capable and soft. I can care about how I look and still be so much more than that.
And maybe strength training is a little bit like that too.
We spent years being told not to lift too heavy because we might get “big and bulky”.
Now we know how hard it actually is for women to build muscle. So maybe we can stop being afraid of strong.
Lean into the definition. Lean into the muscle. Lean into the strength.
Maybe growing into yourself is partly about questioning the things you were once taught to avoid.
And giving yourself permission to want them instead. 💗