I was asked to speak about living intentionally and fitting exercise into your life on a podcast today and I got to share my own fitness journey in the process… SO BLESSED!
It’s amazing to be able to shine light on overall wellness and changing your life. No, I’m not a personal trainer or a nutritionist but I am the other piece of that journey. The mindset, the planning, the focus, the habits, creating all of that takes intention mixed with action and it also just happens to be MY JAM.
The coolest part was sharing my own personal story and being able to shine the light on the other side of the coin as far as body shaming goes. It still remains a subject that is not spoken about enough.
But being recognized for the work I’ve been put in building my body into something that is exactly that; BUILT, strong, and powerful was an incredible honor that is new to me.
It felt good to talk about this topic and was a great reminder that I have literally CREATED THIS LIFE.
Just feeling so freaking blessed today and wanted to share the love out into the world
When you’re the kind of person that observes everything and really SEES… it can be very bittersweet.
Bittersweet because you see things you didn’t really want to see. And once you’ve seen behind the curtain, you can’t unsee it.
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10 hours in the car, lots to unpack and put away before jumping into a little work before I can finally go to bed after what feels like the longest day ever.
I knew I barely had anything in the fridge because I was gone for 10 days so I cleaned it out before I left. I also knew I wouldn’t want to go to the grocery store tonight… so I could have just eaten something out of the freezer or some ramen or went through a drive thru but instead I planned ahead.
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I went into my trip feeling cloudy and physically weak, exhausted and almost numb mentally.
It was like I had been doing what needed to be done every day, I was connecting with my clients and helping them grow but I was just standing there. Over Analyzing everything in my space. Not really sure anymore where I needed or wanted to go from here.
I cried the morning I left. I felt sick. I was scared. and I cried at my kitchen table. And then again in the Jeep as I was gassing up. And crying isn’t something I do very often…ya know, because I’m super tough. Rawr.
Continue reading “Gathering Bones”
Nothing I do makes sense, well I mean it doesn’t “mesh” or fit according to the standard “what makes a woman great” memo that the world has been handed. I tend to leave people scratching their heads, unsure what I just said or did. Unable to truly understand the methods to my madness until much later after they’ve allowed it to process, then it “sort of” makes sense. But even then, I’m a walking contradiction.
Continue reading “I’m Not The Standard”
Real talk: I’m nauseous constantly.
I wake up nauseous and have to literally talk myself out of puking every morning. Thank God I’m as mentally strong as I am. Until about a year ago I DID actually puke every morning because I woke up with my blood sugar so out of wack. I have made major improvements in my quality of life over the past couple of years by systems of trial and error and figuring out what makes me feel the best.
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I am truly grateful for this life. For the ups and downs. For the joy and confusion. For the light and the dark. For the lessons and the struggles. For the highest of highs and for the lowest of lows.
When the fog sets in, I don’t get mad. I look around. I look within. I look deep. It forces you to have to look harder to see what is really going on. The fog is a sign that you need to look harder. That maybe you need to stand in that same spot for a bit in order to truly absorb what you’re meant to.
Continue reading “THE MOUNTAINS ARE CALLING”