Life Finding Fit

Stop Treating Your Health Like a Resolution!  I can’t stay silent knowing that the depressing thoughts that robbed me of joy keep other women trapped. I wasn’t the mom or the wife I wanted to be. I was quitting on myself in my health resolutions and each time feeling more hopeless. ⁣ ⁣ Girl, you were created for soooo much more! ⁣ ⁣ Those lies you believe about yourself and why you can’t do that thing.... ⁣ ⁣ They are WRONG.⁣ They don’t go away until you TAKE ACTION, take that leap of faith, take that first step! ⁣ ⁣ When we stop treating our health like a resolution, that's when lasting change can take root. It's the little things you do each day to treat your body with care, feed it like you love it, feed it in a way that helps it feel best.  If you need accountability in the day to day, I'm here for you girl!

Beef & Butternut Squash Stew: Easy is my love language when it comes to food. ⁣ Husband and house guest approved  ️⁣ ⁣ Grab this recipe & add/don’t add whatever veggies you want. ⁣ ⁣ Beef + Butternut Squash Stew⁣ Yields 6 servings; 1 serving = 1 green, 1 red⁣ Ingredients:⁣ ● 1 tsp olive oil⁣ ● 1.5 lbs lean, boneless, stew meat - cut into 2 inch cubes⁣ ● 1 medium onion, chopped⁣ ● 1/2 green bell pepper, chopped⁣ ● 1/2 red (or other colored) bell pepper, chopped⁣ ● 4 cloves of garlic, crushed⁣ ● 2 medium tomatoes, chopped⁣ ● 1 cup low-sodium organic beef broth⁣ ● 1 bay leaf⁣ ● 1 tsp sea salt⁣ ● 1 tsp ground black pepper⁣ ● 2 cups butternut squash, cubed⁣ I added some kale ripped in pieces- you hardly notice it’s in there ⁣ ⁣ Instructions:⁣ Heat oil in a large saucepan over a medium-high heat. Add beef; cook, stirring frequently, for 4-5 minutes, or until beef is brown. Add onion and peppers; cook stirring frequently f...

A little more about my story.... When did you realize you would overeat/eat unhealthy foods when you were overwhelmed? Food had been my go-to for comfort since I was very young. In an effort to stuff down feelings of overwhelm, food was what I turned to. It was a distraction from whatever I should be accomplishing. It was also a sign of giving up. I had always strived to eat healthy foods and when the cravings hit for whatever I had been telling myself not to eat, I overate it to punish myself. I would eat until I felt numb. I would continue until I couldn’t breathe. It would turn into a “last supper” because starting tomorrow, I would only eat healthy foods and no more sweets. Then I’d hit a bump in the road the next day that would send me right back to the tub of ice cream, then the cereal, then the bread, then anything I could find and exactly to the binge I had sworn not to have ever again. The cycle is destructive. Ironically, it would get worse whenever I was trying t...