✨ Avery: The Rebel with a Dumbbell & a Passport ✨

I don’t do rules. I don’t do trends. I don’t do "should."

I’m the girl who deadlifts in Bali at sunrise, sips matcha in Tokyo backstreets, and dances barefoot in Ibiza—sweat glistening, heart wild, zero fucks given. 🌍🔥

Fitness isn’t my job—it’s my rebellion. Wellness isn’t a hashtag—it’s my war cry. I’m here to tear up the script on what it means to be "healthy." No kale-and-quinoa clichés. Just raw, unfiltered aliveness—with stretch marks, jet lag, and a killer playlist. 🎧💪

My story? Buckle up.

At 22, I traded my corporate handcuffs for a one-way ticket to Bangkok. One backpack. One panic attack. One life-changing moment in a hostel gym where a tattooed yogi told me: "Your body isn’t a project. It’s a passport."

Cue the montage:
- Teaching HIIT on a Costa Rican beach (in the rain)
- Getting lost (and found) in Marrakech’s spice-scented alleys
- Crying over pho in Hanoi (then squatting it off)

Now? I’m that coach who’ll DM you at 3 AM to say: "Eat the damn pizza. Then meet me for burpees."

Why follow me?

• I’m the anti-influencer. No staged smoothie pics. Just real sweat, real hunger, real chaos.
• I’ll make you itch. For adventure. For self-love. For more than the 9-to-5 zombie grind.
• I see you. The one who’s bored of "fitfluencer" BS. Let’s get weird.

Tag along if you dare. But warning: I will convince you to book that flight. 🛫 And lift heavier than you think you can.