My Story
I was so sick of being overweight. I tried every diet, and I mean every diet. South Beach, WW, Keto, Low Carb, No Carb, Calorie restriction, Macro Counting, Jenny Craig, Phen Phen, Diet Pills, Metabolite, Optifast, Red Mountain Weight Loss, Injections w some medicine I don’t even remember the name of...
I was miserable.
And the more I dieted, the heavier I got. And that led to less sex with my husband, less energy for my kids, and less wanting to hang out with my friends.
I still did all those things, but I wasn’t really enjoying my time with them. I was uncomfortable all the time. I would wake up, hit snooze a few times because of course I stayed up too late the night before, so I was already exhausted before the day even began. After I gave the kids a quick sugary breakfast (which inevitably gave me shame), and got them to school.
I would work in my boring job and make a very small paycheck (enter a worthless feeling).
My kids would come home and do homework and then we would have the dreaded dinner conversation - what do YOU want to eat? What are YOU in the mood for? What can I throw together now that it’s 6? Shoot, the meat is still in the freezer, I guess we’ll do takeout. Let’s overpay for some food that’s not good for us! (enter more shame, and the thought that I’m not a good mom/wife...)
Oh crap, didn’t make it to the gym again (more shame.)
Finish sports/homework, then showers and bedtime. Now I’m wiped out from the day, and I don’t feel good about myself after that dinner. Get the kids tucked in and now it’s time for scrolling online and Netflix. Stay up too late.
And do it all over again tomorrow....
Groundhog Day. Groundhog Day. Groundhog Day.
That’s the only way I could describe it.
I just did the same shit every day and it never got better. If it did, it lasted for a couple of days, and then I was back to “meh”.
I remember thinking:
Why can’t I get my shit together?
I used to be 60lbs lighter.
Why is it so easy for HER and HER and HER.
Why am I so weak? Lazy? No willpower? Lack discipline?
I would look at old photos and FB memories and just pine away for who I was and just ruminated on how far I was from her. It was a fucking pity party for ONE is what it was.
And when those didn’t work or stopped working, I bought new workout clothes, switched gyms, hired a new personal trainer, bought cool running shoes, bought a pretty planner w all the markers and stickers because THAT would for sure get me to lose the weight. I tried therapy and did inner child work - let me go back and see what happened when I was a kid that’s making me the way I am. That will for sure solve this weight loss problem. It was my mom! It was the way I was raised! That only got me so far too :) And when none of that stuff worked I really went to a bad place and started to make really poor decisions for myself.
Do any of you numb out? Maybe that looks like drinking one too many glasses of wine at night? Shopping on Amazon? Binging on Netflix? Cleaning? Working out to “burn it off?” Eat?
For me ... I did all of those things, and then some. I was looking to numb out.
And then I had this thought: What the fuck am I doing? WHAT IF MY KIDS lived the life I’m living?????????
-WHAT IF THEY had a super boring job and just did it b/c they didn’t think they were
worth more?
-WHAT IF THEY yo-yo dieted because they didn’t know how to live any differently?
-WHAT IF THEY said the negative things to themselves that I say to myself?
-WHAT IF THEY made self destructive choices so they could numb out?
SO I HIRED A COACH. And the rest is history.
At the time, I was a teacher for 3, 4, and 5th grades and a coach for teachers. I was going to be a principal. I designed a curriculum at Grand Canyon University and taught college students how to teach as well, but as I was doing so much personal growth, I realized that what I was learning was so special and amazing.
It truly changed my entire life.
I realized that THIS is what I needed to be teaching. THIS was so transformational in my life (and now my kids’ lives) that I had to switch gears. And when you throw in a breast cancer diagnosis - nothing gets you moving to switch gears like that.
SO many of us go through life thinking I’m fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine. Just like the sweatshirt and notepads and mugs say, but really, when I thought about my kids going through life saying “IT’S FINE.” - that lit me up.
Now I can’t imagine my life without the tools I have learned and the happiness I now feel. Sure, life is never perfect, but it’s a whole hell of a lot better than it was.