If there was a program, diet, strategy or “solution,” I tried it. If it was written, I read it. If it was a certification, I got it. If it was an infomercial, I probably bought it! I have shed blood, sweat, tears, and money for the possibility of a lean, healthy body.
As a result, I was miserable despite my successes as a fitness professional and athlete.
My projection of “perfection” isolated me and left me with little influence. Because others viewed me as someone who could not possibly understand their struggles with weight loss, my biggest fear came true. I couldn’t help anyone because I became unapproachable.
Little did they know, my dirty little secret.
I literally went from racing 70.3 Ironman Triathlons (1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike, 13.1 mile run) to a couch potato. My job suffered. My marriage suffered. My relationships suffered. My faith was slipping despite my desperate attempts at prayer and countless Bible studies. Honestly, I got tired of crying out to God. I felt like I had no control over anything including my thoughts and especially my health.
I was on the brink of losing it all until one test result led me down a path of physical, mental, and spiritual healing and transformation I could have never imagined.