Step Away from the Black Hole, please.

World.  Rocked.

It happened like it so often does…a random comment from a friend in my coach training.  She mentioned a particular episode of the Bulletproof Radio podcast, so I looked it up.

But my friend had misremembered the episode.  Instead of tuning into an interview that she found meaningful, I tuned into a new philosophy of health and nutrition that shifted my own paradigm of what “healthy” means. 

It felt like finding out the world is, in fact, round, in spite of what conventional wisdom says.

World.  Rocked.

Two things were happening in my life at the time.

Thing one: I took a gap year (compressed into six months).

I’d stepped away from my business as a coach.  Something wasn’t working.  It wasn’t lighting my sparkler even though I’d explored different areas and had worked on a variety of issues with clients.  I really wasn’t finding anyone that was a “Hell, yes!” for me.  Or them. 

So I took a day job as a traveling Physical Therapist, where, honestly, it was a relief to just show up every day and do what needed to be done, help out where help was needed.

And it was the giant step back I needed to get right with my business.  To find the intersection where my passions meet my skills and knowledge.  It’s there at that intersection, I believe, that we can give and serve in the way that in most in alignment with what we are meant to do in this world.

But let’s not dive into the woo just yet.

Thing two:  A variety of low-grade health issues kept me from feeling energetic and motivated.  I just wasn’t feeling as good as I wanted to feel. 

I mean…I want to function like a swiss watch.  Like a well-tuned Stradivarius violin.  Like an athlete. 

I want to feel like I’m operating at 100% all the time.  I want to perform at my peak, physically and mentally, and I won’t settle for anything less.

Who doesn’t, right?

I was functioning way below capacity, though.

I struggled with my post-menopausal body, brain and mood and it was getting scary.

 Conscious Incompetence (is a little better than unconscious incompetence)

It dawned on me that I was 50 years old and I had no idea how to take care of my one precious body.  That I was failing it.  And in turn, it was starting to fail me.  A slippery slope I’m all too familiar with as a Physical Therapist.

Here’s the thing, though.  

I’ve always been health conscious. 

I’m an exerciser.  I’ve eaten a vegetarian diet for 27 years.  I take my vitamins.  I go outside.  I spend time with positive people.  I minimize complaining. I meditate.  I do yoga.  I read health-related materials for fun in my spare time, for Pete’s sake.

So why wasn’t it working?

Was it my ongoing love affair with Kraft macaroni and cheese?  And wine?

I had no idea.  (And I know, sadly, I’m in good company.)

In spite of my belief that I was healthy, I had the painful realization that I was officially  consciously incompetent in the area of health and wellness.

I didn’t know shit about the subject!

I also realized that I was a student who was ready and that my teachers were starting to arrive.

And they would help me turn my situation around.

My situation was getting ugly.

Here’s where I was when the first epiphany struck:

    • Chronic back pain related to an unfortunate Crossfit incident.  Wah wah.
    • Creeping midsection spread…I’d gained 14 pounds over the last 7 years.  Two pounds a year was adding up to obesity zone.  At 5’2”, I was on the edge.
    • Acne.  Still.  WTF?
    • Osteoporosis.  The most damning indication that I had no idea how to feed myself.
    • Fatigue.  All the time, tired.
    • Insomnia.  10 years and counting.  Sheep.
    • Hot flashes strong enough to turn lead into gold.
    • Insatiable hunger.  My oft-muttered mantra:  “I’m hungry.”
    • General, low-grade irritability and exasperation, mostly demonstrated to my husband.  Not cool.

On the razor’s edge of giving up (aka “Fuck it.”)

I was on the lip of the black hole of resignation that seems to have captured so many women of a certain age.

Yet, I knew this is not who I am or who anyone is at the core.

But, thanks to a confluence of events—the stepping back from my coaching practice, that “random” recommendation from a friend, the desire to get this right, my insatiable curiosity and a willingness to try new things—I was able to step away from the lip of that black hole and start experimenting with other options.

It started with filet mignon.

So here I am.  I’m a few steps back from the Black Hole with some seriously positive changes adding up to something new and exciting.

I’ve made some changes and those changes are working for me.  (Vegetarian is not who I am.)

I’ve seen results worth turning cartwheels over. 

And I’m ready to talk about it.

Because I know my story is not unique to me.

And because most of the lifestyle changes I’ve made have been so dang simple and so dang transformational that I want everyone to know about them and benefit from them.

Come with me on this journey back from the brink of the Black Hole of Resignation.

I’m a natural born health geek and I believe optimal health is accessible to everyone, even to the lovers of mac & cheese from a box.

I won’t claim to have it all figured out.  But I’ve definitely figured out a few things that work.

The proof is in the (sugar-free) pudding.

Here’s my new situation:

    • I’ve lost 12 pounds.
    • I’m sleeping 85% better.
    • Hot flashes reduced 90%.
    • My hunger is satisfied.  New mantra:  “I could eat.  But I don’t have to.”
    • Mood swings down 75%.  (Sometimes things do still get on my nerves.)
    • I feel much more fit, even as I exercise at a less frenetic pace.
    • My skin is 50% clearer.
    • I have 70% more energy and, most importantly, it is consistent.  No highs.  No lows.  Even and dependable.

This is progress, y’all.  Amazing progress where I’d been treading water for years.  Not even treading.  More like sinking.

 It all starts with feeling good.

I’m a big believer in feeling good as an absolute necessity to getting what we want out of life.  

Thanks to entropy, though, feeling god doesn’t happen on its own. 

It takes making the decision to optimize your health.  It takes commitment.  It takes flexibility of mind.  A willingness to learn new things and try new things, a willingness to be let go of old habits.

 It takes a deliberate effort.

If that sounds daunting, don’t worry.  In fact, as I’ve learned, it’s quite simple.  Not always easy.  But simple.

So, come with me on this journey to overcome entropy and create more vitality, more energy and endless days of feeling good.

You made it this far…now there is no turning back!

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