My Pinky Toes…The Story Behind the Name

I received an e-mail last night from a reader asking why I named my blog My Pinky Toes, and I figured that it is time that I explain.  No, I didn’t name it that because my pinky toes are beginning to turn into calluses from running, although it seems like a valid reason right now.

My Pinky Toes grew from my recovery from an eating disorder. Let me begin with a little bit of personal history…

I went into inpatient treatment for bulimia on May 22, 2006.  That was one of the hardest days of my entire life.  After ten days inpatient I switched to the outpatient program for seven more days.  I was lucky because I wanted to recover…I wanted to be free from the disorder, the thoughts, the guilt, the obsession…

After leaving treatment, I did everything that I knew how to do to stay recovered.  I followed the same meal plans, I kept seeing a therapist, I journaled…and I was amazed at how happy I became.  The more I felt recovered and free from the eating disorder the more I flourished.  I had my set backs…I still had “fat days,” I still felt guilty somedays if I thought I was eating “bad” foods, and I relapsed one time.  The greatest thing that came out of that relapse was that I realized I never wanted to go back to the disorder again.  It wasn’t worth it.

Soon after, my aunt started a Bible study for the women in our family.  To be honest, I really can’t recall exactly what we studied during that time, but I remember the message was that everything happens for a reason, and God has a plan.  He sets up obstacles in your life to make you stronger.

Aunt Heather, Aunt Terrie, and Cousin Kelsie...some of the beautiful women who were in our Bible study

Even though I was beyond happy to be free from my eating disorder, I was beginning to feel like I wished it hadn’t happened.  I really have been blessed with a beautiful and perfect life and family, why did this have to happen to me…it messed up my perfect life. After going to this Bible study with my family, I realized that I had an eating disorder for a reason, and now it was my mission to use my experience to inspire and help other people.  After this realization, I knew that I needed to become an eating disorder recovery speaker.

I contacted the hospital where I was treated because I knew they had recovery speakers every Saturday for family day with the patients.  They told me that they would love to have me, but they required that I be recovered for one year.  So, after a years time since my treatment, I contacted the hospital again and set up the date to give my first recovery speech.

I was super nervous to give my first speech.  I am NOT good at speaking in front of people, and I knew that I would be super emotional.  I’m pretty sure I started crying as soon as I started talking.  I spoke about my eating disorder and how I got to my lowest low…and then I spoke about how I recovered.  One of the biggest “aha” moments to my recovery was when I realized that Ed’s voice (my eating disorder’s voice) was not the same as my own voice.  As strange as it may sound, having an eating disorder is somewhat like having another entity…a MEAN entity…try to invade your mind.  I realized that I didn’t think I was fat.  I didn’t think I needed to lose weight.  I didn’t want to feel ashamed of myself.  Ed did.

I feel like I was beyond lucky to have this realization, and that I was so lucky to still have the ability to find and hear my voice.  I feel like for so many other eating disorder victims, Ed’s voice becomes so much louder and they cannot find their voice.

In my speeches, I try my best to remind people that your voice is in there!  Even if it is too hard to find, even if it is small, and even if it is shoved way, way down into the tips of your pinky toes, your voice is still there! I tell them to feed that small part of you that is in your pinky toes…feed it with nourishment, feed it with affirmations, feed it with love…and your voice will grow and continue to grow until your voice becomes louder than Ed’s voice.

Yes, My Pinky Toes stemmed from my recovery story, but now I can relate it to so many other situations.  Anytime I am having a hard time understanding a situation, and look to my pinky toes to find the answer.  When I’m running a race and feel like I am losing steam, I dig deep into my pinky toes for energy.  If you don’t know where to find something…just look to your pinky toes.  When I feel Ed’s voice try to creep back, I remember my pinky toes and I know that I am beautiful.

My Pinky Toes gave me my voice.



19 thoughts on “My Pinky Toes…The Story Behind the Name

  1. Wow. What a great story of self-discovery, recovery and strength. I think it’s especially telling in your success that you want to pay it forward in such a big way. This blog is a great way to do that, and to keep on learning and discovering yourself along the way. Thank you for sharing your story with us.

  2. Wow, you have no idea how much I admire you for posting this. I had a very similar experience and while I’m very comfortable talking about my past, I struggle with writing it down. Way to go 🙂

  3. Oh my goodness oh my GOODNESS what a wonderful post!!! I am so glad you stumbled across my blog so that i found yours. You have such a special way with words… and I LOVE the whole “dig down to your pinky toes” to find strength mantra, I am sooo using this!!

  4. Good grief…I am sobbing like a baby. I am trying to figure out if my own pinky toes are speaking the truth.. I love your little piggies and have since the day you were born!! You inspire others with the PURE truth. The Bible says, “Blessed are the pure of heart for they shall see God.”

  5. Oh my goodness, what a precious story. Thank you so much for sharing this. I loved getting to know you a little bit via fitblogchat tonight and getting to know you even better in this post is just wonderful. I am so glad to hear that good has come from such a sad situation. God can make beautiful things grow from sad places. 🙂

  6. What a amazing story ! Thanks for sharing that too, I know that must of been such a hard time in your life, but you made it through girl, and you are stronger from it! Now I can know the whole pinky toes name! I feel accomplished!

    U are so sweet! have a great night!!

  7. What a beautiful story! Thank you for sharing your journey! I love the idea of “in the tips of your pinky toes, your voice is still there”! God takes the struggles in our life and makes them something beautiful! I can only imagine you are a much stronger woman because of it!

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  9. I love you! I think its great that you blog and you talk about personal struggles and triumphs….. When I read what you write I know that my worries are a waste of time, because you are really strong and I am so proud of you. I truly have nothing to worry about when it comes to you my sweet girl!

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