Ella Bevis Coaching

I’ve been thinking a lot about what actually made Dolly Dolly, and it wasn’t just the voice or the rhinestones. It was that she built a whole career on being fully, unapologetically herself, in an industry that spent decades trying to tell women exactly who to be.

I went and saw her 9 to 5 musical a couple of months ago and couldn’t stop thinking about it after. Same energy running through the whole thing, women who’d been overlooked, underestimated and talked over, deciding they were done playing small and taking their power back anyway. Sat in that audience with goosebumps throughout (yes I am a musical theatre nerd 🫠😂)

That’s the same thing I want this page to be. Nobody has to shrink themselves, hide who they are, or wait to be picked before they’re allowed to take up space here.

Feels fitting to say that in her honour this week.
Rest easy Dolly Parton ❤️

I used to think being smaller was the only version of me worth being proud of.

For a long time I had anorexia. I won’t get into specifics because that’s not the point of this post and it’s not helpful to anyone reading it, but I will say my relationship with food and my body was built entirely on control, restriction and punishment. My worth lived on how little space I took up.

Recovery wasn’t a straight line and it definitely wasn’t pretty. But somewhere in it, training became less about shrinking and more about what I could actually do. Lifting something heavier than last week. Feeling capable instead of controlled. Realising my body could be a teammate instead of something I was constantly at war with.

I’m not “fixed.” I don’t think anyone fully is. But I went from a body I was trying to disappear from, to one I train, fuel and genuinely respect.

People think it’s self-absorbed to say you’re proud of yourself. It’s not. I’m fu***ng proud of my recovery. Proud that I went from shrinking myself and hiding away, to rebuilding myself from one of the deadliest mental illnesses there is. I’m proud of what I’ve created from it. Proud that I get to help people heal their relationship with their bodies. Proud that I get to help people feel strong, capable and confident instead of shrinking themselves. And I’m proud of who I’ve become in the process. Not perfect, I’m far from that, but proud of the becoming.

That’s exactly why I don’t coach people to get smaller. I coach people to get strong, because I know first hand which one actually gives you your life back. And I want to help you feel proud of your own journey too. Helping as many people as I can get there, that’s pretty much the root of my coaching.

If any part of this is you right now, you’re not broken and you’re not alone in it. Recovery isn’t linear and it doesn’t have to be perfect to count.

So if you’re sat there reading this thinking “I want that feeling too,” follow along. I promise you can get there.

If any of this feels close to home and you need to talk to someone, Beat helpline is free and confidential: 0808 801 0677, open 3pm t

This message is basically the whole reason I do this job.

She couldn’t get to the food shop this week and had to improvise a couple of days of meals. And she still landed nutrition consistency at 8 out of 10. Not luck, not her getting away with something. That’s what happens when someone’s built real skills instead of a plan that only works when everything goes exactly right.

I’ll be honest, past me would have spiralled over a missed food shop. Written the whole week off over it. I built my coaching for this exact reason, to help people build actual strength and capability, not just push their way through a meal plan. Watching a client do the thing I had to fight so hard to learn myself never gets old.

That’s the actual goal. Not someone who needs a perfect week to stay on track, someone who’s getting stronger, lifting heavier, and can adapt when life doesn’t cooperate without losing their sense of control.

Most people come to me thinking they need more discipline. What they actually need is proof they can handle a normal, unpredictable week and still come out the other side feeling like themselves, and capable in their own body.

Swipe through to see her full check-in. If you’re ready to build that kind of strength and consistency for yourself, DM me “STRONG” and I’ll talk you through how coaching works 💅🫶

Every person on this list had a perfectly good reason to wait. No proof it’d work, no plan, no permission, no powers in some cases. None of them waited anyway.

That’s basically the only trick to any of this, in the gym or out of it. You don’t get to feel ready first. You just start being the version of you that does the thing, and the confidence catches up later.

I clearly spend too much time thinking about superheroes and dinosaurs, but here we are 🫠

It’s weird that we’ve normalised so much stuff that, if you actually stopped to look at it, makes no sense at all.

Getting stronger being “bulky.” Asking for help being “weak.” Losing the thing you built your identity around making you feel like you’ve lost yourself completely.

I could talk about this stuff for hours. Some of it’s fitness industry nonsense. Some of it’s just being a human with an ADHD brain, dyslexia, a body I spent years fighting instead of understanding, and a year that’s already handed me both an identity loss and a real one.

None of it needs fixing as fast as we’re told to fix it.

Swipe through and see which ones land for you.

And if your in need of some honesty on here not fake sh*t maybe follow along cause thats all you’ll get here

My client got her first push up. Not one of the five things that actually got her there was “do more push ups.” Wild, I know.

I think we’ve all been sold this idea that skill work is just brute repetition, fail the same rep enough times and your body eventually gets the memo. It doesn’t. All that does is teach you that trying feels like disappointment on a loop.

What actually worked was training the muscles that were carrying the movement instead of ignoring them and hoping. Not comparing her week one to someone else’s year three. Using regressions without treating them like the walk of shame version of the real thing. And still showing up on the weeks where absolutely nothing seemed to be happening, because most progress is invisible right up until it isn’t.

Strength is rarely loud, and it’s almost never the bit you’d film.

Which one of these do you need telling today?

And if you wanna finally get your first push up maybe DM me “STRONG” and we can have a chat 💪🫶

Things you will never, ever, ever see me do as a fitness coach.

I’m not going to tell you to skip your best mate’s birthday for macros, sell you a shred programme with a deadline attached to your worth, or pretend I’ve got my own life fully figured out while I coach you through yours.

Some of this is anti diet culture stuff. Some of it’s just me refusing to be the serious, buttoned up version of a coach, because that’s not who you’re getting anyway 🤪

You’re getting someone who cares more about how you actually feel or how strong you feel over just a number on the scale, who thinks a bad week is just a week, and who built a coaching style around real life instead of the version of it where nothing ever goes wrong.

If that sounds like a coach you actually want, stick around

A little update on my life for you…

I’ve spent most of my life introducing myself as “the athlete”. 2 world titles, a boxing career, competing on world stages before I’d even worked out how to be a “functioning” adult.

Then I had wrist surgery last year. Recovery was meant to be 12 to 18 months, and it’s still not done. Wildly unfunny amount of time when your entire personality has been “does sport.” Some days I’m fine, genuinely fine, cracking jokes, getting on with it like normal. Other days I still end up sat in the car after physio or work crying, because I still don’t fully recognise myself without training holding everything together.

Then in April, still mid recovery, I lost my uncle who was also a best mate to me. Grief doesn’t really stop or go away once the funeral’s over, it just changes shape, and I’m still figuring out what shape it’s taking right now.

Turns out when the thing you built your identity around disappears, and life hits you with something far bigger while you’re still finding your feet, you’re left with a question that doesn’t really go away. Who even am I right now? Some days I still don’t know and that’s ok.

It’s not a neat upward journey. It still isn’t. Some days everything feels genuinely good, then out of nowhere something hits me sideways, a memory, a wrist flare up, a wave I didn’t see coming, and I’m right back in it. That’s not me going backwards, that’s just what this actually looks like.

What I’ve learned, my worth was never sitting in the medals, and grief isn’t something you get over either. It’s just the love that’s still got nowhere to go, whether that’s for a person or for a part of yourself you’ve lost too. And I think griefs quite a beautiful thing in that way, it reminds you how much love there is.

I’m still rebuilding atm, not because I’ve failed at getting past it, but because rebuilding isn’t really a thing that finishes it just keeps going. That’s also the same thing I ask of the people I coach. Not smaller. Not perfect. Just willing to keep putting yourself back together, again and again, for as long as it takes.

Carried on in c

We don’t post progress photos in this coaching, good that these numbers tell you something more important than a photo shows. The goal was never smaller. So instead I pulled up her numbers.

Across her five main lifts, a 170.27% strength increase in six weeks. Not from a shred programme. Not from cutting carbs to nothing. From progressive overload, a programme built around her actual life, and someone trusting the process past the point most people quit.

Same week, her training consistency sat at 10/10, nutrition at 8/10, and she rated her confidence walking into the gym a 9/10. That’s not a fluke week. That’s what structure looks like when you stop guessing and start following a plan that’s actually built for you.

Bigger number under the bar. Less intimidated walking through the gym doors. That’s the kind of progress I care about and the kind that makes lasting results body and mind.

If you want results like this and want to stop guessing what you’re doing in the gym, this is exactly what the coaching builds.

DM me “STRONG” and I’ll talk you through it.