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last edited: July 13th social media idea: dance to the song energy. I mentioned in San Diego that for the first time in a long time, I didn't care what my family thought of me when it came down to what I ate. Well I am happy to report that I am continuing to ride that wave in other aspects of my life! It really goes to show that when you open your mind to something, whether it's physically tangible or internally, the universe (or whatever you want to call it), shows you mor

My Pinterest algorithm has figured me out. I'm gluten free. Not only do they promote gluten free recipes, but they also show me funny shirts about being gluten free. This new diet preference is coming for my money! But many people ask me if it's been a hard adjustment and I tell them the same thing. "I knew the day was coming where I would be signaled to try this and I am just lucky to live in a time where gluten free substitutions are readily available." So overall, this is

If you think that title is even remotely true, than you are giving me far more credit than I'll ever deserve! Because the fact of the matter is, I am still transitioning and learning how to apply everything I've learned as of recently. And while it's getting easier to make all of those applications than it was the first week (which was daunting as hell), I still have a way to go before I can totally relate, understand, and master the teachings of both the authors I've read ab

4 days, similar food variations, and soul cleansing activities. That's what the very first detox I've ever done has brought to me. It wasn't easy, a fair bit of life happened during it. But hopefully as I fully explain the details you, dear reader, can find the resilience to do something hard that you want to do. I knew I wanted to do this detox, that was encouraged by my doctor when I asked her, in between my two vacations. And when I set my mind to something, I tend to do i

I am not trying to beautify this. I know in the chaos of illness or injury life is fucking brutal. It exhausts you and leaves you feeling weak. Just the other day I twitched something in my neck and was at an 8 for pain. I texted Jacob while at work, with ibuprofen in my system, that when I got home not to expect anything of me today. And how I would love to come home to a squish mallow, tea, and my heat wrap. He delivered beautifully. Normally, I would instantly use any inj

As I was laying in bed last night; having spent two wonderful days with my family of in laws. My FOMO kicked in knowing that I would have to be at work in the morning. Not wanting to spiral before bed, I thought, "You are working on top of hosting people, you should be happy with yourself. Plus nobody wants you to feel this way and everyone understands." I then thought about teaching my 9 year old second cousin to drive the golf cart, the wind flowing through my families hair

The first time I heavily switched food styles at the age of 18, I didn't have the kind of support I needed 100% of the time. Before I go into why I wasn't set up for success by my circle, let me say that they all had good intentions, they simply missed the mark. And a few miss marked intentions are harboring in my body and mind to this day. A few things, as I prepared to shift food styles again, jumped out in my mind. Friend 1, "you don't need to lose weight, you look beautif

I told you reader my burlesque dance classes would get it's own post, and here it is! If you would have told me as a teenager in St. George, Utah, that there would be a point where I strip down to nothing but nipple pasties and underwear in front of an audience. I would've been completely stunned! It's not that I ever had a problem with those doing it, I just didn't think, sexually innocent me, would do it. I was the innocent tap dancing girl that nobody wanted to tell anythi

When starting any new habit, one needs to be prepared to be psychologically challenged. Otherwise it wouldn't be a new habit would it? If you've been following along in my blog posts, you would know that I have been working on being more compassionate towards myself since I am out there learning new things. Here are a few examples of how I've combatted a few difficult moments. 1.) Navigating a gluten free meal in the Las Vegas airport. We thought we would have time to get d

When I decided to go gluten free I had two stressors. My trips to St. George and San Diego. Neither are events part of my routine and I felt worried about how I would navigate it with this new lifestyle choice. Luckily, the book, "Woman Code" set up a gameplan for these kind of situations. In reading she said," building new habits while on vacation actually makes those habits stronger." With this in mind, I was prepared to not make a spectacle of myself, but to inform those

In case you haven't picked up by now or are a first time reader, I freakin' love sweets. If you were to meet the rest of my family, this would not shock you. After all, we literally have a saying that goes, "Don't forget the peach pie," that started back to when my grandpa was little. So yeah, we LOVE sweets. For me specifically, it's a sense of reminisce, a cozy sweet treat, something that sparks joy. All wonderful phenomenon's of course. But what happens when you eat sweets

A month and a half since getting off birth control. 3 weeks since going completely gluten free. 2 weeks since my follow up doctor's appointment. How am I feeling? The first month being off birth control was not the greatest. On and off for two weeks, I felt queasy and low energy. Then it shifted to where I felt bloated/constipated then had loose stools later (I know tmi, but that's what this blog is about). Lastly, the worst one, was the headache I had that lasted a day and a

Writing helps me to escape negative self judgement as I make progress to healing my body. I am taking 13 supplements a day at varying times. I store them all in this extensive medicine organizer. Two phenomenon here, one I feel like my dad who doesn't eat much and relies solely on supplements, in which my whole family thinks is odd. And it is hard for me to sort which supplements go into which time of day. Between emotions and strategy, organizing my supplements was quite a c

I last wrote about my successful doctor's visit and being scheduled to get blood work done. I bet you are wondering what came of that? This is a hard thing for me to type, but since this page is about vulnerability, and maybe relatability, here we go. My blood tests showed the following: High levels of estrogen Low levels of progesterone Candida Early stage insulin resistance High levels of cholesterol Thyroid function is sub-optimal Now let's back track for a moment. At my

Starting birth control at 18 meant sexual freedom with my then boyfriend (who was not worth it). It was a right of passage that I didn't give a second thought. Because, after all, my sisters got on the implant, and every woman in my friend group was on some sort of birth control. So it must be safe right? Not to mention that birth control was a huge victory for the 60s' feminist. And since I am a feminist who certainly didn't want to get pregnant, birth control served me well

Welcome back! We last left off with me feeling on top of the world with the body I was in since I was dancing and performing! Meanwhile, my mom saw differently. She couldn't help but wonder why I was exercising so much and not losing any weight. She took me to a hormone doctor, and I remember being furious (teenagers are fun right)? Why was she trying to change the way I looked? Was she ashamed of me because I was fat? The answer to both of those questions was no. And like th

I remember in the 5th grade I had reached 100 pounds at the doctors office. I was SO proud. And expressed it verbally. My mom and doctor smiled and gave a little laugh. I really had no impression that there was anything wrong with my body. My high self esteem saw this as getting bigger and stronger, even though I had a round tummy just like my grandma. Feeling strong was very important to me because I was recovering from a broken elbow. I had enough in my 5th grade year to wo