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Good Lighting

Social media isn't real. And yet, as much as we know this is the truth, we still tend to find self worth in comparing ourselves to people that we see on Instagram and Facebook. Wishing that we could have better legs, or more hair, bigger lips, more put together families, a better marriage. Social media has created this strange space where we are no longer idolizing models and sports figures, but everyday people. Moms that seem to have their shit…

Dieting Is Like So 90’s Anyway

Diet. What comes to mind when you think of this word? For me, it conjures feelings of restriction, hunger, unhappiness. Most diets are based solidly on fear of some kind. Fear of fat, fear of carbs, fear of calories, fear of eating after 7 pm. When did we become gremlins? When did we start fearing our food? When did it become something that made us feel shameful? I spent the better part of my early 30's being afraid of food.…

When Good Goals Fail-The Aftermath Of Total Public Humiliation

I have spent 37 years of my life living in the American Dream bubble. We have been taught the mantra that if we work hard enough, we can achieve anything. And I have...until now. Every motivational speaker says that we should live fearlessly. Put ourselves out there. Do what is hard. And I have lived by this way of thinking. I have spent the past couple of years building my company. Winning mostly. I "fearlessly" put myself out there for…

Meal Preppin’ Like A Boss–Cauliflower Fried Rice

One of the things that I am doing to increase my chances of being successful in Operation Hot and Sexy (aka, get healthy and look hot doing it) is meal prepping. While this term means something slightly different to everyone, for me it is having good, clean food ready to eat when I am hungry so I make good choices about what I throw at my face. Many of you have asked me to document what I am doing to…

I Know This May Shock You But…I Am Not Perfect (Insert Sarcasm)

This is about to get real. Real embarrassing that is. I have been happily bumping down this path, not paying attention to clear signs that I was letting my fitness slip. Except this past weekend, I saw a picture of myself in a bikini at a party and that happy part no longer applied. I was suddenly faced with someone who hasn't been taking care of herself. I couldn't deny it. There she was, staring at me through my phone.…

Working Weekends

It seems that every time I turn around I hear another war cry to "be better than everyone else", or "be your own boss".....Why can't we just show up, be present and accountable, and do our best. The other day I overheard a person literally say that they wanted to be successful at their job. That they deserved to be paid more. Then they turned around and said that they were too good to work weekends. What? Are you kidding…

5 Ways to Workout Without Realizing It

Traditionally, when I think of a workout it is done in a gym or hitting the road for a long, super sweaty run or bike ride. The fact of the matter is that exercise is what we make it. Whether it is an hour-long spin class or a walk with our little people. Just moving our bodies does us good and here are a few ways to workout that don't feel much like a workout: 1. Coaching-- If you coach…

Perfectly Imperfect

I am not perfect. That is hard for me to say. Sometimes I am so afraid to fail that it limits what I put into the world. But the idea of perfection insinuates that something is flawless. That it is faultless. That is an unobtainable place for any of us. And from that place, how would one learn and grow? We would stay stagnant, making no forward progress from that place. We can't be so afraid of making a wrong…

Surviving The Pain Cave

So last week I talked about resting. I talked about owning your injury and stretching and listening to your body. Then I decided that I was "ANNNNIMMMMALLLLL" and I should go for a run anyways. I got the kids to school as usual, slightly giddy about my plans to say screw it to my own advice. I packed my nutrition and strapped on my hydration backpack, both of which screams "serious runner here, folks". I stepped out the door and…