Walk into any big box grocery store, local Mom and Pop store or standard chain grocery store and the first thing you see is everything that you DON'T need and DIDN'T come for. Manage to walk past that first minefield and think you're safe in the produce section? Think again. Next to those beautiful apples are bags of caramels, tubs of sugar-laden fruit dip and chocolate for melting and dipping. Break free from those landmines and hit the safe 'perimeter' of the store and you've just run into a display of baked goods in the shape of a football! Run past that section with your blinders on, grab the item you came to get and you're home free in the end zone...AFTER you stand in line surrounded by more candy, energy shots, beef jerky, cookies, chips, and a cooler full of sugary coffees, teas, and sodas.
I'm not going to lie. This blog is risky. Why? For starters, it's the first blog on my new site and secondly, because there's nothing I can say in the world of health, fitness, and wellness that either hasn't already been said or has been said in a much more creative way than I can communicate. So this blog represents a turn. A turn toward some brutal honesty. I crave this. My guess is, you do too. So today I'd like to introduce you to someone I don't really like...at all.
I call her 'Mean Girl' and she lives in my mirror.
The Undervalued 1% Better
Not in my studio and not in my life. Real, lasting change happens slowly. Sure it makes for great TV to see someone push themselves to the edge and make staggering strides toward weight loss and health goals but that type of activity is not sustainable and often leads to injury, disordered eating patterns, and a sense of defeat.
Feeling 'untethered' over the past few months since my mom's death. Not having her in this world has left a gaping hole in my heart that feels at times like it will swallow me whole. And strangely, her passing has increased the depth of loss I feel regarding my dad.
*This is part of a series of blogs written during my mom's battle with pancreatic cancer which ended April 13, 2018.
I've just come from spending the last 11 days with my mom who is battling pancreatic cancer. She's completed a full round of chemo and just finished her first 5 of 28 radiation treatments. While I was there, I spent the week doing a 'kitchen makeover' for her. Ditched all of the out of date foods, the processed foods that make her feel sick and filled the fridge with colorful fruits and veggies and cooked and prepped her freezer full of meals for the next 30 days. That was the easy part.
There are few topics that raise my ire like the topic of added sugar.
Now, understand that:
#1. I am a nutrition nerd and I eat up, pardon the pun, research on this particular topic. My shelves are lined with textbooks, research books and anecdotal books all about nutrition and how what we eat, or better yet, what our bodies absorb nutritionally really does matter not only in our bodies but also for our brains and our planet.
Demons are real.
I’m not talking about the ‘hide under your bed, scary movie, chase you in your dreams demons', I’m talking about demons that have real names like Cancer, Multiple Sclerosis, ALS, Dementia, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Diabetes, Parkinson’s and others. For many, receiving a diagnosis of this magnitude changes their life forever, and rightly so. A diagnosis brings to light many things. For some, it brings a strange sense of relief as a myriad of questions finally has an answer. It may heighten awareness of life and loss, love, and pain, joy, and grief. It also brings an increased awareness of how the body responds to treatment and to exercise.
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Simply put, I love life. I love the body, all things healthy, all types of movement and a good belly laugh. My hope is to share some of my experience and knowledge with you so that you can love YOUR life and be an influencer of others.
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