Children Are The Best Teachers


One of my favorite things to do in the summer is walk/run the Spring Lake boardwalk in the evening.  Mia seems to love it just as much as I do.

As we pass all different type of people, my daughter waves, smiles and say’s “hi” to Every.Single.Person.  It is adorable and in return we receive smiles, laughs and waves back.

The other evening, we were walking and she was waving and I thought to myself I need to be more like her and so does most of the adult world.

We then stopped at a park on the beach to play and Mia met a little boy there. They immediately started to play and were having a blast together.  I decided to introduce myself to his mom and we ended up having an hour long conversation.  Turn’s out we actually had a lot in common and were struggling with similar things.   It felt so good to talk to another mom who could relate to what I was experiencing. I can’t speak for her, but I got the sense she felt the same way.

We exchanged numbers and are planning another play date soon.  I’m so glad I stepped out of my comfort zone and just said those simple words “hi”. Now both Mia and myself have a new friend.

Isn’t it true that we can become so wrapped up in our own busy lives that we forget to actually interact with one another? Instead of talking to each other we scroll through Facebook or Instagram constantly checking to see how many people just “liked” our last post.  I am totally guilty of this.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Facebook. Social Media has allowed me the opportunity to build incredible relationships with  people that I never would have met otherwise. However,  it really can’t replace having a cup of coffee with a friend and talking out “life” with them.  Or, making fun memories together.  It’s all about finding a healthy balance, it’s something I personally am working on.

So the take away point is:  Put down your phone, take out your ear phones and talk to a stranger.  You never know, you might just gain an unexpected friend.

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Life Lesson: Learn to listen to your body.


In my late teen’s, I ran my little heart out. I didn’t have a car, so I would run three miles to the gym, spend hours doing cardio and run back home.

In my 20’s I discovered Crossfit. After my first workout, I became addicted. I loved learning to lift heavy and the “high” I felt from the intense, insane workouts. I learned a few important things during this season of my life.

1. Strength training is empowering.
2. You don’t need to workout for hours to get results
3. Being part of a community will help you stay consistent.

One lesson I hadn’t learned yet was the importance of rest, recovery, and balance.

Unfortunately, after six years I had to break-up with Crossfit. It turn’s out, you really shouldn’t do intense, insane workout’s six day’s a week. I abused my body and as a result, my nervous system and metabolism were completely shot. I also wasn’t eating enough, but that’s for another blog post.

The problem was, I still had the mindset that if I didn’t workout like a crazy person I would get “fat” again. I knew I needed to rest, but I couldn’t.  So, I joined a regular gym and began taking classes, doing kickboxing, TRX work, Barre, Hot Yoga, running, etc. You name the program, I’ve done it.  I remember working out twice a day because my body wasn’t changing, the vicious cycle continued.

Then in August 2014, I became pregnant. When I found out I was completely shocked, it was not planned. Nonetheless, Chris and I were very excited. Since I hadn’t known I was pregnant I had been working out as intense as ever and was actually doing some crazy juice detox. To make a long story shorter, I miscarried at 9 Weeks.

I know that my miscarriage and my workout/diet might have had absolutely no correlation, in fact, my doctor assured me it didn’t. I realize miscarriage is common and there are plenty of unhealthy people that have perfectly healthy full-term pregnancies. BUT it was this experience that helped me change my mindset from being “skinny” to becoming healthy.

In the month’s that followed I forced my body to take a break, recover. I walked every day, reduced my workout’s to three day’s a week (short-HIIT workouts), stopped counting calories, added good fat’s to my diet and used high-quality supplements to fill in my nutritional gaps.

My body thanked me for allowing it to recover.  I actually lost weight eating double the amount of calories and working out half as much. This was the break my body needed to reset itself. When I became pregnant with Mia in May 2015 I was at my ideal weight, strong and I felt in complete balance. I know it seem’s silly, but I felt prepared for her. If I had another miscarriage I knew I couldn’t blame myself, I did everything I possibly could.

I share this story not for sympathy, but as an example of the importance of keeping everything in balance. Sometimes, too much of a good thing is not a good thing.  I challenge you to keep this in mind in every aspect of your life, I try to.

Fitness is still a huge part of my life, heck my husband own’s a gym. I can’t get alway from it! My takeaway point is to keep perspective, remember to have a healthy, balanced relationship with your workout’s.  Trust me, your body will thank you!

I wish I were as fat as the first time I thought I was fat!

Truth be told,   I have been on a diet for more than half of my life.  I will be 33 years old next month, so I am experienced “dieter” to say the least.
Growing up, I was the “fat” girl.  I can still remember shopping with my mom at 11 years old and crying in the dressing room because nothing fit.  It would be easy to blame my mom, but my weight issues were not her fault. She did everything right, packed healthy lunches and cooked at home.
IT. WAS. ME.  I had major self-control issues.   I remember sneaking food when nobody was looking or trading my healthy lunch for junk at school. I had a classic case of “closet” eating.
I eventually took control of my eating habits when I was 16 years old.  I decided I didn’t want to be fat anymore.  I start making healthy choices and exercising regularly.   The weight fell off, and for the first time, I knew what it felt like to be healthy and fit. I became addicted to that feeling; I swore I would never gain the weight back.
In my 20’s I was obsessed with being “skinny.”    During those years, I probably tried every shake, pill and cleanse on the market.  Don’t get me wrong; I’m not against a good seasonal cleanse or a tasty protein shake.  However, in my experience, it is important to develop a healthy relationship with food first.

Now that I am a little older and wiser I have a different perspective on what it means to truly be healthy.  My focus has shifted from the number on the scale to overall wellness for myself and family.  This includes a balance of healthy food, physical activity, relationships, spirituality, career, self-care and self-development.
This blog is me sharing my wellness journey with the world. I hope you will follow along!