08/09/2023
Several years ago I had the most unhealthy relationship with food.
You see, I had been through a lot in my life. I mean a lot.
People telling me what I was "allowed to do," who I "was allowed to talk to." That I wasn't allowed to go to the gym or have friends or a life for that matter.
I was miserable. I hated myself.
I thought it would be a good idea to restrict my calories to 500. Yep I said 500 per day.
I had nothing for breakfast. For lunch I ate a small apple and a 90 calorie yogurt.
The calories left, I had for dinner. If you can imagine what I could possibly eat.
I also ran 5 miles a night on my treadmill. Because duh doing tons of cardio and starving is what I have to do to lose weight.
I got so bad that my organs were slowly shutting down, my hair was falling out in clumps, I had horrible sleep, no s*x drive, my skin was dull, I literally had zero energy and when I walked I was getting Charlie horses in my feet.
It literally got so bad that my doctor told me if I lost any more weight, he would push me to need to go to rehab because I had a problem.
I had an eating disorder.
It was the lowest point of my weight loss story.
I was sad. I was miserable and I literally just needed someone to help me. I was screaming on the inside for someone to just fu***ng help me.
I remember how sick I was to get up in the morning and weigh myself to see myself dropping 2 pounds a day. Yes I said a day.
I was down to almost 100 pounds as an adult.
What I failed to understand....starving myself meant my body was eating my muscles, not just the fat like I thought.
That I was literally killing myself slowly.
I destroyed my hormones, my metabolism, my mental and emotional health.
It took YEARS of learning the TRUTH.
It took years to undo that mental damage I had done.
It took years to fix my hormones and my metabolism.
It took years to fix my skin, my gut.
It took years to look at myself in a mirror. And to this day I still have some body dysmorphia.
So when I talk about the fluff in this industry and it pi**es you off.
Or if I BEG ON MY KNEES for you to stop starving or stop the quick fixes, I do it from a place of LOVE.
I was once there and my goal in life is to help those realize there is so much more to life.
That my friends is why I got certified, became a fitness and nutrition coach and why I live, breathe and die IRON & HEELS.
Because damnit, no one should EVER have to go through what I did.
They should know the damn truth.
So I may not be your cup of tea and you may not believe in me or what I do.
But to someone who genuinely needs to hear this and see this...I'm here. Just let me save you.
I just fu***ng care.
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XOXO,
Coach Tiffany
