When I was 27, never in a million years did I think I'd be fitter and healthier as a 49-year-old mom with three kids than I was then.
I really thought I was doing everything right, but it turns out I was doing a lot of things wrong. My mistakes cost me my health. I had a stroke by the time I was 27. A few months after having a stroke, I contracted a disease called necrotizing fasciitis (aka the flesh eating bacteria). I got it through a paper cut of all things!
My body was literally saying - "that's enough!"
After multiple surgeries, weeks in the hospital and a new perspective on life, I decided to listen to my body.
Just as I began getting comfortable with my new way of living, I was diagnosed with PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome). I knew my hormones were never really "happy" and I never had a regular cycle. This diagnosis was a strong a-ha moment for me.
I needed to change the habits I thought were healthy, pay closer attention to what my body was telling me and avoid some of my greatest pitfalls such as...
I avoided fat almost entirely.
I distinctly remember driving to Starbuck's most mornings before work to order a venti Skinny Latte with some sort of sugar free syrup. This was breakfast! I'm not saying a super sugary latte would have been any better, but this is how I elected to start my morning...with zero fat and artificial sweeteners. Ha!
The rest of the day looked a lot like that. If it said "diet" or "no fat" I was all over it.
I counted calories like it was my job.
Fewer calories were better, I used to think. If I could keep my caloric count around 1000 a day (essentially what my five-year-old eats today), I was 100% happy. It didn't matter too much where the calories came from as long as they were counted.
Oh, and the calories couldn't come from fat, remember? Needless to say, ingredients in what I was eating didn't matter. Yikes!
I binged on food.
I'm not proud to say it, but knowing what I know now about nutrition it's not a surprise. All the crap I was eating was throwing my body onto a blood sugar roller coaster. I had INSANE cravings that I was able to resist most of the time, but when I succumbed to them, the flood gates opened. Some nights it was a sleeve of cookies. I'd tell myself no more, then I'd do it again the following week polishing off a nearly a half gallon of ice cream. I was often bloated and depressed. Not shocking.
I weighed myself too often. Every time I went to the gym, I jumped on the scale. Of course, it was before I drank water with as few articles of clothes on as possible. I felt defeated if the scale went up at all. My gut reaction was to cut more calories.
I was a cardio queen! I used to throw on a pair of headphones and stride away on an elliptical for at least an hour, six days a week. I was surprised and saddened that the scale never seemed to move. I mean, I was burning all those calories, right?
The list doesn't really end there, but you get the point. Diet matters. I was 15 to 20 pounds more than I am today.
Today I'm a very different person.
Then, my career was based in marketing. I was armed with an MA in Communication and a career flying all over the country. Today, I'm armed with an MS in Health & Nutrition Education and a certification through The Mayo Clinic.
Today I eat what I want, when I want. Of course, I'm eating all the right foods. I still love working out, but those workouts are 100% purposeful.
If you recognize any of these habits in yourself, be patient, but be aware. But more importantly, do something about it.
It's time for change and I'm here to support you.
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