Who I am and what I believe.

I am always open about my beliefs and how I see the world. Some might say that some of my thoughts and views on health/fitness are harsh and they might be. I justify my what I say and how I feel because I have lived on the “other” side.

Today’s blog post was inspired by Scott Maxwell a columnist for the Orlando Sentinel. 

I am *cough* almost 40 but I feel no where near that age.

I am a Virgo. If you look up the astrological definition of Virgo there just might be a picture of this girl.

I am a mom to 3. I have openly said that I have twins and because of that,nothing scares me.

Twins do not run in my family, a question everyone asks. All 3 kids were conceived through IVF-a long and painful process but in the end worth every self administered needle.

I was born and raised in Toronto. The recent events of the Mayor and his lack of judgement make me sad for such a great city.

I am 5’1 BUT I think I make it to 5’3 and a bit in my Hoka’s

I don’t weigh myself. The scale made me crazy when I was overweight. The heaviest number I saw when I was standing on a scale was 230lbs – I am sure I weighed more but that was the last time I got on the scale as an overweight person because all I could think about was that I weighed as much as Mike Tyson and I was only 5’1.

At my last physical in which I had to get on the scale which was not likely calibrated since the day they bought the scale it read 110lbs.

I was adopted.

My Dad died when I was six and my Mom raised me on her own. As a Mom of 3, I dont know how she did it. Sadly, I lost her on my 20th birthday. I haven’t felt right and really dont look forward to celebrating my birthday since she died.

This is a TMI moment (you can skip it if you’re squeamish)

I didn’t get my period until I was 18. My mother took me to the Dr in total panic year after year wanting some kind of answer. I was quite content not having an answer or getting my period. Seeing all of my friends writhing in pain monthly did nothing for me. The Dr reassured her it was fine. She however, kept telling me that the blood was going to go to my brain and inferred I would likely die. She was wonderful at fear mongering and subsequently, I have developed that talent and passed it along to my children.

I regret not going to medical school. I had the opportunity and I didn’t pursue it. Oddly, I wanted to be a Dr despite the point above #funny 

I became a clean freak and legit germaphobe once my son was born. It has not gotten any better and I am ok with that.

I overuse Purell and insist those around me do the same.Roll your eyes if you will, I have heard the “we all need dirt speech” It’s a quirk and Im ok with it.

Im not a perfectionist but I want to be. I expect alot from those around me because I expect alot from myself. It’s an issue and no one is more critical of it than me.

I am one of the very few people who love what they do. I “get” to help people change their lives. I get to be a part of their journey. It is an honor and something I do with such pride and commitment.

The tone in which you speak can easily make me like or dislike you on any given day.

I love and overuse hashtag’s # – I think they are fun and the written word at times needs some comedy #LightenUpPeople

I am loyal to a fault.

I would own a dog kennel if I could. Love those furry beasts.

Lying under any circumstances is not acceptable in my world. If you lie to me, I won’t forget it.

I believe in God and I go to church. 

I hate fighting or conflict-it tears me up inside. But, to that point, I am as stubborn as a mule.

There are few people in the world who I love and trust.

When I come across as tough on issues with health and fitness it is said or written with passion. Being overweight was miserable and if I can save you from that, then yes, my words will be strong and harsh. Life is not always rainbows and unicorns.

I hate movies that make me cry and even if it was a good movie I will say it was stupid if it made me cry.

My idea of parenting is that we are raising adults. I have expectations because I want my kids to be prepared and not blind sided.

I have some serious stretch marks from being over 230lbs. I also have loose skin because I had twins and ate gallons of ice cream while I was pregnant…I was eating for 3, gahhhhhh!

I am not opposed to plastic surgery. If it makes you feel better and you dont look crazy in the process then so be it.

I believe we should all have a charity we believe in and support. I believe we all need to do some form of volunteer work.

I can’t stand fake people (you know who you are). Be genuine. If you have an at work or online persona and that is not you in real life IRL then you’re fake.

I believe in karma.

I can always justify buying new running shoes…always.

It is no secret I love donuts. I regret eating them each and everytime. I beat myself up daily with my lack of willpower. My relationship with food is tormenting.

I am thankful and grateful for what I have and who I have become. I know I can be better and I work towards being better everyday.