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This is credited to T.D. Jakes  who is Chief Pastor for The Potter’s House – a non denominational church in Dallas, Texas There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk  away  from you: LET THEM WALK! I do not want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. YOUR DESTINY WAS NEVER TIED TO ANYBODY THAT LEFT. People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay…LET THEM GO!! And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You have to know when it is over. Let me tell you something. I have the gift of good-bye. It is the tenth spir...

Happy Anniversary to me! Today marks the day... my sort of re-bi rthday. I decided to take back my health and my life and really live 4 years ago today! It was the day I walked in and met with Adam, my amazing trainer for the first time and began what would become one of the greatest adventures of my life! Little did I know how much that pivotal moment would change my course forever.... So, for my anniversary, I woke up and after my mommy duties were over I went for a 4 mile run with my new friend Kim (it is my easy cardio day and I am training for a couple of runs in the spring) followed by a healthy breakfast and brainstorming my future career with some AMAZING women. Ironically, 4 years ago my goal was just to get to the gym and to NOT walk out before my appointment was over! So much has come in to my life over the last four years that I can't even begin to explain the blessings. Thank you to everyone who has played a part in my story and for those who still on this journey...

Okay, so it is the day after the big feast, and can I just tell you that I LOVE my new lifestyle. I have spent many years "guilting" over the dinner I ate on Thanksgiving. It used to be the day I thought "I will start my diet today" which of course ended up getting postponed until after the holidays and then it just ended up being on my list of New Year's Resolutions. Not anymore! Why? Because my priorities changed. Four years ago I walked in to my local gym, at my highest weight, embarrassed, shy, and full of self doubt (in the MIDDLE of the holiday season I might add). Head hung low, I asked to hire a trainer. After some initial questions, this trainer looked at me and said " Are you sure you want to start now? Most people want to wait until after the holidays and life is less hectic." Um....kick in even more self doubt and embarrassment. No, I don't "want" to start at all. This is crazy, and why am I even in this gym h...

Okay, so it has been awhile since I posted...but with good reason. I had a lot going on in the last four months. I moved to be closer to family, quit my job, changed careers, and I am now trying to build my clientele as a personal trainer. Something that the "me" who started this journey NEVER imagined....but she did have big dreams for herself, and as I look back I realize the importance of visualizing what you want to achieve. I started my transformation in September 2007 when I joined Weight Watchers and heard them tell me that for me to be "healthy" I had to lose a whopping 115 pounds. Quite a feat for a girl who couldn't walk around the block comfortably, had no motivation, and feared most big changes. But, as I sat there each week and began to have small successes, my mind began to see big possibilities. When asked what I would like to achieve after my weight loss, I replied that I wanted to be a leader at weight watchers...the current...

Have you ever been so focused on a goal - steps away from crossing that symbolic finish line only to get tripped up, decelerate your pace, or even worse yet - fall? Crossing it seemed so inevitable and effortless, and yet there you sit still unable to reach out and grasp that end piece that will make your hard work complete. What started as dealing with a grumpy gall bladder which literally slowed my pace of life, my training pace, and left me stuck in a dangerous place in my own mind eventually turned in to an attitude of "Can I really do all the things I am dreaming of and aiming for?" Can I really reach my goal of blasting 10 pounds past my original weight loss goal that used to seem so impossible ? Do I really have what it takes to pull this NASM certification thing together and become a personal trainer? What if I get "there" and I can't get a job....what if I get "there" and can't do it. What if....what if....what if.... blah blah bla...

I knew Saturday was going to be more grueling than usual. Why? First, I am not really a runner and have yet to discover that zone that the real runners all talk about. You have heard of it – “all you can hear is your feet hitting the pavement and you are one with the road.” Not so much that way for me. I run because I have been given this incredible second chance at a lifestyle infused with fitness and I don’t want to waste anymore of my days not appreciating that precious gift. I love the feel of pushing this God-given machine to new heights, knowing that doing so will give me even more chances as challenges along the way. Running is not about a “time” or how perfect my run was. Running for me? It reminds me that for most of my life I would never have even dared to sign up, let alone lace up actual running shoes and do it . It assures me that I can do most anything that I put my mind to – even those things I once thought were impossible. And, it is also a t...

As you know, I discovered I had gall bladder disease while training for this year's Pear Blossom Run (an annual mile run that commemorates spring in the Rogue Valley). I was determined to participate - though not willing to push myself physically and create even more setbacks. After 3 weeks, when I began to run again, I discovered the pain from my right ab muscle being cut up to remove my gall bladder and had to use a brace around that muscle to do it. I was slow at getting back, but oh so determined. Guess what? In all of my drama and life changing events...I forgot to register for the race. March 15 was the deadline for a shirt, and April 5th (Tuesday) was the last day to register. I tried to register on my lunch break at 11:45. Registration closed at 11:30. This race meant so much to me...I was heart-broken! I felt frantic...what could I do? Run without a number? Just go be a spectator? First...I cried my big-girl disappointed tears, then, I called the ...