06/01/2026
Long post alert, an emotional share for me 🥹
I used to think weight loss just wasn’t meant for me.
As a mom of two boys, life was busy, exhausting, and honestly… I always put myself last. My mental health had gone down the drain and I tried it all. Fad diets, quick fixes, starting over every Monday. I’d lose a bit, gain it back, and feel like I was failing over and over again.
I know what it feels like to be uncomfortable in my own skin. To avoid photos. To feel like I didn’t recognize myself anymore. I remember saying I felt like I had a Mrs. Doubtfire costume on.
But over the years, something shifted in my mindset. I learned to stop chasing “fast” and started focusing on getting strong. Testing what my body can do, pushing limits I had put on myself. I remember feeling scared to sled down a small hill with my toddler because I wasn’t sure if I could physically keep my kid safe, because I had no strength and more body weight than I could handle. Not just physically, but mentally too. Hours and hundreds of dollars spent on therapy, reading self-help books, journalling, listening to podcasts/youtube videos etc. to help change my mindset.
Over time, I’ve lost over 110 lbs… but more importantly, I gained confidence, discipline, and a version of myself I didn’t even know was possible.
Now?
I’m a coach.
I own a gym.
I dance like no one is watching.
I now help other people do what I once thought I couldn’t.
I’ve learned how to build habits, to show up even when I don’t feel like it. (Lots of treadmill walks and workouts in the basement in my jammies just to get started.)
I realized I have more grit and am more capable than I believed. The journey continues though, I am always working on myself and working to free my mind from the pressures I place on myself.
I’m excited to help others find their grit. I love hearing people say, because of you or your post I decided to change my habits or get my butt to the gym. This is why I post. I love to inspire.
It fires me up.
