Becoming Kristin

Out of ashes, beauty rises.

I’ve spent the last couple of years fighting for what I thought freedom looked like. And if I’m being honest, that vision was always rooted in the past—my past body, past business, past mindset. The wild part? That past version of me wasn’t bad. In fact, she was strong, capable, and sure of who she was.

But at some point, you have to let go of what was. I’ve been caught in this cycle, trying to rebuild Kristin circa 2018—convinced that to be successful, happy, and whole, I had to become her again.

The truth I’m slowly learning? She doesn’t exist anymore.

And chasing her was never freedom.

Letting Go of Who I Was

2018 to 2022 Kristin had her time. She built something from the ground up, poured her heart into it, and thrived in a season that fit who she was back then. But trying to force myself back into that mold—the same routines, the same mindset, the same business—is exhausting. And not in the good, fulfilling way. It feels like I’m fighting myself every step of the way.

Lately, I keep asking myself: What if I’m not meant to go back? What if I’m supposed to become something entirely new?

But honestly—I haven’t known what that is or how to do it.

So today, this blog was born. Not as a box to fit myself into, but as a place to explore.

Because I am so much more than a girl who works out.

I am a wife, a mom, a daughter, a friend. I am a whole person, and fitness has started to feel like a chore. I need something more, because I am more.

Becoming, Not Rebuilding

So this is my shift. My evolution. My permission slip to let go of old expectations and step into something lighter, freer, and bolder.

Becoming Kristin isn’t about figuring it all out or following some perfect plan. It’s about exploring, growing, creating, and allowing life to unfold without needing to control every piece of it.

It’s about living free. Not bound by old versions of success or expectations.

It’s about creating without pressure. Just for the joy of it.

It’s about sharing the journey. Even when it’s messy.

What’s Next?

I don’t have every answer, but I know this: I’m not chasing the past anymore. I’m stepping into what’s next, and I’m inviting you to do the same.

If you’ve ever felt stuck trying to reclaim an old version of yourself, know this: You don’t have to. You’re allowed to evolve. You’re allowed to want something different. You’re allowed to let go.

This space is for that journey.

For Becoming.

Live Free. Live Bold.