Angie Exposed

I’m not a very private person. In fact, I think I have mastered the art of TMI. Nobody seems to be bothered by my willingness to share and lack of shame (except my ex-boyfriends), so I continue to pour out my unfiltered thoughts, dreams, and experiences as they pertain to conversations because I am amused by reactions and feedback. 

I enjoy pushing boundaries and turning heads. Mostly for sheer entertainment, but also because life is too short to worry about what people think.  

I’m also a total dreamer. I used to sit in class and daydream incessantly about the things I wanted to accomplish outside of school. If you ever glanced at the “notes” I was taking you would see that I was generally jotting down new ideas for the career I intended to build and the community projects I planned to organize. Or designing my wardrobe for my next pageant. Or drafting up a detailed new workout plan to keep me challenged in the gym. Or planning the perfect life with my current crush. Or penning the lyrics to a song about that crush. Or fantasizing about the night before with that crush...Good thing I had awesome friends who took actual notes in class. Now I do most of my dreaming during my cardio sessions. Good thing I do a lot of cardio. I feel like a life devoid of dreaming is no life at all. I dream BIG. I guess because I don’t believe anything is out of reach. I also don’t fear failure. I believe God gave each of us different gifts to be used according to His perfect plan. I suppose my biggest fear in life is not living up to what I am capable of and not using the gifts He blessed me with accordingly. 

Combine those characteristics with the fact that I am very bold, intense, passionate, ambitious, disciplined, loving, slightly scandalous and undoubtably extreme- and you have a few adjectives to start forming your opinion of what Angie is all about. 

Growing up in the small, suburbia town of Camas, where everyone knows everything about everyone, I was the friend that parents were a little weary of letting their daughters hang out with. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a BAD girl-I was a straight-A student, captain and leader of far too many sports and activities to name, and had little interest in drugs or alcohol-but I was Angie. 

My parents were very lax with me, as I was the 4th child of 5 and I assume they ran out of energy to lay down any sort of rules. You know how most parents are always pushing their kids to get more involved and are then at every single game and recital to cheer them on? My parents loved and supported me, but they were definitely not “those” parents. It worked for me, though, and developed within me the ability to be self-disciplined and diligent to get where I wanted and what I needed to be successful. Nobody pushed me-I pushed myself. I actually attest this to be a huge reason why I am so independent. I managed my own schedule as early as 10 years old; if I wanted a ride to soccer practice or wanted to get involved in another community project, I found a way to do so on my own. 

I was 13 going on 30. I dressed like it too. I can’t tell you how many times I got sent home for dress code violations (like I said, I am thoroughly entertained by providing a shock-factor and am slightly rebellious to anything conforming). For example, on my first date at my 10th-grade homecoming with James (real names changed for privacy), I literally wore a jingly belly-dancing top with a ball gown skirt to the dance, exposing my entire midriff and back. Racy as hell, if I do recall. This is the outfit I met his mother in. And we ended up dating for five years...I’ve since worked on my first-impressions. 

I also became notorious for having school-girl crushes on half the male staff at Camas High. I’ve always had a thing for older men. I love learning from them-I think it’s super sexy when a man is smarter than me-and they can usually keep up with me better, in more ways than one. 

I’m not your average 23-year-old. Most people my age are fresh out of college and don’t have a clue what they want out of life so they either start working for the man or they go back to school to continue searching, and regardless of either route, still play copious amounts of beer pong on the weekends. I love them all the same, but it’s incredibly hard for me to relate. 

On an average day, I dedicate 6-7 hours to sleep, 3 hours to my workout, and 12-14 hours to my businesses. I co-own Full Circle Fitness and Wellness, a gym and personal training company on Lake Union, helping to run every aspect of the gym from marketing to public appearances to mentoring staff. I team this with my full time job of being a personal trainer, overseeing workouts/nutrition/emotional motivation for over 50 clients and running an Advocare business. Additionally, I am teaming with two amazing businesswomen to launch “Mission Hot Mama”, a post-pregnancy fitness program we designed for nursing mothers with special attention given to safety, effectiveness, and accountability. I am also prepping for a fitness competition that is eight weeks away, in which I need to drop my body fat by 8% and lose about 20 pounds, not to mention prepare a two-minute routine that displays showmanship, strength, and flexibility. I juggle all that while trying to maintain somewhat of a social life and continue to push towards more of my dreams that include franchising Full Circle, launching a TV show, recording a fitness DVD, and becoming an IFBB fitness pro. And once in awhile I have time to sit at the piano and sing, and maybe even make it to a church service. 

A client asked me the other day if it was all worth it. I told her it absolutely is worth it for two reasons: 

1. My actions inspire others to chase after their dreams, which ignites hope and in turn makes them feel better about themselves...this brings me unbelievable happiness. 
2. I’m creating the ability for me to have financial freedom in my future so that I will have the time and resources to change more lives. 

I’m a strong girl, mentally and physically, but I have three major weaknesses: men, wine, and expensive spandex. Combine the three at once and I will surely be taken down. For the first time in eight years, I am totally single. I’m not seeing anyone and I don’t even have a crush! Tragic. And surely won’t last long, given my track record. 

The purpose of In My Spandex is to give you an inside look at the chaos, laughter, and drama that is the reality of my daily life as an entrepreneur, a fitness competitor, and a single lady. Join me as I expose all the juicy details that go on in my spandex...