Two years before I was born, it was still illegal for women to run the Boston Marathon. Women’s health and women’s fitness have come a long way since then and there are more version of the Bad Ass among us than ever before. She’s the one chasing the sunrise to get in a run before breakfast, getting dressed in the dark so she doesn’t miss early morning Barre, rushing off to a yoga class at lunchtime, and hiring a babysitter for her Saturday long run.
She’s your cycling instructor who taught you about FTP, your friend who organizes a sold-out community 5K, your colleague who schedules mediation meetings, your sister who starts an ice-skating program in her hometown, and your 77-year old mom who still goes to strength training.
A Bad Ass isn’t necessarily a competitor or a winner or a record-breaker. You won’t always find her on a podium or wearing a medal. She’s simply the one out there striving to be the best, strongest version of herself every single day. Because a Bad Ass knows, “the race is long, and in the end, it is only with yourself“.