How does this happen? That's the question I, and my befuddled black peers were asking when "news" of the Dove Facebook ad broke.
I liked that she was soccer-playing, child-raising, Muslim woman in the profession of sport writing. That spoke volumes; volumes echoed in three words on her business card. "I smash assumptions".
I'm confident that with greater representation of different skin tones, body types, ages and interests, more females would see themselves and the possibilities for themselves. FACES OF FITNESS: Black History Edition is all about taking the limits off ourselves and off one another.
Regardless of how far you go, if you're an everyday woman training hard and pushing your limits, chances are you've experienced some of these 10 struggles, triumphs and truths about training.
I lay still, exhaling through pursed lips until I could wince myself up onto the sofa. I unfisted my eyes to look at my hand. My right pinky had swelled into a lopsided stack of blueberries. I'd never seen such an ugly shade to my skin. Worse yet, I couldn't move my finger at all. My mind leaped to the petrifying place any athlete or gym rat's would. "Oh no, my training!"