I had never given it much thought. I knew when my parents first hooked up my Dad was a competitive cyclist. I learned at some point that he had 4% bodyfat at the time and his resting heart rate was in the 50-60’s (something that meant nothing to me as a child, but today tells me exactly what kind of shape he was in). As a child I didn’t notice my mothers physique, not until I was age eleven or so. Up until that point the most I noticed were her “Mom pants” and questionable taste in shoes. My mother has two children, myself and my younger brother. When I was ten and my brother was seven, after we moved to the PNW from California, my mother had a fitness revelation. She began playing sports and weight training daily, sometimes as early as 5:30 am. I went with her sometimes. I was starting to notice my own body, especially in comparison to other girls. This was the onset of more than a decade of low …