Chalkboards. Markers. And why you need Chakola in your life.

As you’re all very much aware of by now, I have 7 children. A few are very artistically inclined and one is a crafting wizard, or nightmare, I can’t decide based purely on the trail of “craftiness” that he leaves all over our house. Point is, we like to get creative around here and draw or write on everything. Papers, tables, walls, dishes .. everything seems to be fair game for graffiti so when I was asked to review some fancy new Chalkola Chalk Markers, I was all over that.

As a Mama, the main attraction to me was that they would clean up easily with water. Hello??? Do you have any idea how messy chalkboards get, especially when they’re being drawn on and wiped off many times a day? Well, it’s a lot and I’ve got the chalk stained baseboards and socks to prove it.

We were given the Chakola Chalk & Metallic Marker Set to review and let me tell you, THEY ARE AWESOME.

The colours are super bright, and once you get them flowing, they write smoothly and have great coverage. Not like normal chalk where you have to push down really hard and/or go back and forth, over and over to get a solid colour.

We used them on chalkboards, marking glasses with names at a birthday party, decorating coffee mugs, writing on bedroom windows and on wooden signs. They worked well in all applications but I loved how they looked on glass. They would be awesome to use in decorating for weddings on glasses or place card settings. Or teachers, on whiteboards … these would be amazing.

I’m happy to report that they all wiped off with just water and didn’t leave any residue. The only colour that required a little bit of elbow grease was the white, and that was after sitting for 2 weeks. They really are like drawing with felt tipped markers and that is how they look on your projects.

We did try them on some of our “painted” on chalkboard walls, and while the pens wrote beautifully, they were very hard to clean off. Because of that, I’d recommend that you only use these pens on non-porous surfaces, such as smooth finishes, like glass, mirrors, whiteboards and chalkboards that weren’t “painted on”. They did easily wipe off my front door (don’t ask), the craft table, my kitchen counters and my fridge though, so that’s pretty great in my books.

Our Family of Many give these 18 thumbs up and we recommend Chalkola Chalk Markers with no hesitation at all. The Wieners approve!

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Yes, I got the markers for free and yes this is an honest review.  :)


Weeks 45-56. The Art of Losing Everything BUT Weight.

I’ve been struggling to write a blog post for longer than I care to admit, but until I looked right now, I had no idea that it’s been this long.

I’m feeling fairly ashamed. Super Lazy. And a crap tonne of overwhelmed.

This has been a very, very, very long journey and I’m just so very tired of trying.

To get you all caught back up …. my lose weight and get skinny plan has completely sucked. Not a little bit but a whole lotta bit. I’d like to say that something cataclysmic happened so I could at least blame it on that, but of course, no such thing happened. It’s all me. All my doing and about 42 steps backwards.

I’ve managed to gain back 12 pounds that I’d hope I’d said goodbye to forever.  I had a set back in the IUD, correct all the bleeding nonsense and had to deal with all of that again. (Sorry, not sorry for the TMI there). I stopped going to bed at a decent hour. I started drinking Diet Pop again. I pretty much found all of my old habits and picked them right back up. I’m so annoying.

In the midst of all that, I’ve been enjoying more pain than I’ve had in quite awhile, and I’m sort of feeling like that may have been the beginning of my undoing. My elbows hurt, my chest aches, my legs are filled with shooting pain and my hands only work properly half the time. My body and mind lost the focus that I had firmly placed on myself and turned it towards pain. Is that what happened? Or can that at least be my excuse for falling backwards?

But now, as per usual, as I read my little diatribe above, I think I may have gained some insight into why I’ve been suffering more than usual. Fibro sucks, but if I’ve learned anything over this past year, it’s that when I’m focused and living a healthy life, I feel better. Much better. And with that realization, my good excuse flies right out the window. Sigh.

This journey is hard. So hard. Not the diet, not the giving up of sugar and all it’s wonderful tastiness, not the stepping on the scale every week or all the ups and downs. It’s the changing of your brain, and actually being able to listen to your heart and mind. Learning when to celebrate, when to hang on and when to let go. It’s being okay with who you are, every step of the way, while still wanting to work on change. It’s about eating and not getting so caught up in all the “I can’t haves” and choosing to have nothing instead. It’s about water and not Diet Coke. It’s not about getting skinny, it’s about living.  And living well.

It truly is about losing yourself and finding yourself all at the same time. I’ve always said that, but these past few months have really affirmed my words and are helping me to navigate this journey. I don’t fully understand the transition from overweight and unhealthy to healthy and smaller, but I’m getting there. Slowly but surely, and I’m still going. That’s got to count for something, right?

I’ve been quite disheartened and upset with myself about this blip, but I’ve decided to use a little bit of grace ON ME and to look at all the things that I HAVE accomplished over this past year.

  • I bought new pants yesterday and they are 4 sizes smaller than they were last year.
  • I can see my feet, which is something skinny folk will never understand. But trust me, it’s a big deal.
  • I still weigh 46 pounds less than when I started.
  • I’ve learned a lot about myself and many of my food triggers. And that pain really, really messes up my head and my ability to focus.
  • I’ve got an amazing support team and a coach that really, truly cares about me, where I’m at and where I’m going. I knew I had good people in my corner, but this year has really helped me find the people who matter most, and which ones want only the best for me. It’s been enlightening to say the least. Who knew a diet could do all that??
  • I am NOT on any iron supplements or B shots of any kind. I am officially off the transfusion and infusion train.
  • I no longer dream about bread. I am, or should I say, I was so weird.

I’ve had two really good weeks, and feel like I’m finding my way again. My pain goes up and down and so does the scale, but I’m doing more than okay. I’m going to finish this journey because I deserve to feel good all the time. This up and down, happy/sad, healthy/unhealthy nonsense just needs to come to an end.

I’m determined to make that happen.

Yes, I’m still doing Ideal Protein. I’ve still been weighing in weekly and working with my coach to try to push through all of this nonsense. He’s my calm in this storm, and has been the main reason why I haven’t just completely given up and accepted “fat” as my fate. He supports me, even though my journey hasn’t been easy or looked like how many people’s Ideal Protein journey’s look. BUT I know that without this plan and my coach, I wouldn’t be where I am right now and that is super important to remember. Not only for the world, but for me. I cannot do this on my own, time has proven that over and over.  I need a village and a plan.

So with that in mind, I’m giving you all permission to help me. Remind me to make good choices. Tell me to blog if I don’t. Encourage me. Point it out if you see my slipping. You’ve all been a big part of my story, and I need all of you to help me get through this. AND if there’s any way that I can encourage you or help you in your journey, please let me know. My joy comes from helping others, and really, who couldn’t use a little bit of joy?

Thank-you for being my people.

WANT TO JOIN ME ON THIS JOURNEY? The best way to learn more about the Ideal Protein plan  is to register for a free information session. You can find out when the next sessions are on this page.  Anyone attending the info session will earn a voucher for 1/2 the registration fee should you choose to join the program. And if you mention that you learned about them by reading my blog, you will also earn a special welcome bonus. My coach is based out of Sherwood Park at the local Medicine Shoppe pharmacy and he and his team are INCREDIBLE.  You can reach out to the Coaching team here.



Week 44. Not Reaching My Goal

I’ve had this secret goal in the back of my head ever since I started this journey. I didn’t tell anyone but it was there. At times I’ve thought about it, I’ve hoped that it would happen, and then it turned into a “well that was a stupid idea” anyways kinda thought, and now here we are. I’m 4 weeks from the time limit that I gave myself to achieve it and well, it not going to happen.

My goal was to lose 100 pounds in a year. Unfortunately, unless a squirrel shows up in the middle of the night and chews off chunks of me, it’s about to become a goal that was just a grand idea.

To say that I’m not seriously annoyed with myself right now would be an absolute lie. I should’ve tried harder, I should’ve just done what I was supposed to do all along. I should’ve ate, and slept, and drank water and put myself first. My list of should’ve, could’ve would’ves is actually pretty long and it’s quite shameful. Without question, I should have reached this goal, and I need to own that.

So I am.

What I’m also not doing, is staying hung up in my crap and nonsense. I can’t. I’ve wasted enough time doing a half decent job and pretending like it was good enough. My brain convinced me that I was working hard, and being strong, but what I was really doing was just hanging on.

Has it been the best year of my life, and the most focused than I’ve ever been in a really long time? Yes, it most certainly has. Was it good enough? Nope, not by a long shot. So, what now?

Well, I keep going and I keep fighting. I’m journalling, and keeping myself accountability. I’m blogging the good and the bad. I’m being real. I’m acknowledging that I want to keep going, that I’m not done and that I can and will finish what I started.

What I need from you, as my friends and family is to support me in my choices. What that means is that I don’t need you to suggest I switch diet plans. That you don’t point out how well other people are doing on their diets. Don’t tell me to eat more fat, or less carbs, or more meat or less or more of whatever. I’ve chosen the plan that I want to follow, and I will continue following it.

Frankly, without this plan and my coach, I would’ve given up a VERY, VERY long time ago. This plan has kept me functioning and basically going, when I couldn’t do that for myself. This plan doesn’t have a problem, April has had a problem. Plain and simple.

I think the thing that I need to remember for myself and to remind all of you of, is how bad of a state I was in physically when I began this program. I had just stopped bleeding out after 18 long months of torture, I had just finished my 2nd round of iron infusions and blood transfusions and I was suffering from malnutrition. I had to literally drag myself off the couch to even get to the clinic. I was dealing with chronic pain and could hardly even function. I had slammed into peri-menopause and it was trying to kill me. I wasn’t just a fat girl looking to lose weight, I was a girl who was looking for a new lease on life.

And now, I am none of those things. I still have Fibromyalgia, but it doesn’t control me anymore. I have bad pain days, but they’re just parts of days and not weeks. My blood panels actually show that I have vitamins and nutrients in my body. I don’t need to lay on the couch anymore just to recharge. I am 60 pounds lighter. I am not who I was a year ago. And Ideal Protein is what has helped me get to where I am and for that I will forever be thankful.

So, in spite of not achieving my goal, I achieved something much greater.

I am alive. And I am okay.

That is a success story that I can be proud of.

What did this week bring me:

~ I went to bed at or before midnight every night, except once. The first night was really hard as I was WIDE awake at 4 am, but now I’m managing to sleep for almost 7 hours/night. I feel much clearer. (Who knew only getting 4 or 5 hours of sleep a night wasn’t a good thing for someone trying to be healthy)?  🙂

~ I ate really well and EVERY time I was supposed to.

~ I actually listened to all of my alarms and did what they were telling me to, as opposed to my usual shutting them off and/or pretending like I didn’t hear them. LOL.

~ I lost 1.5 pounds. Slowly but surely right?


WANT TO JOIN ME ON THIS JOURNEY? The best way to learn more about the Ideal Protein plan  is to register for a free information session. You can find out when the next sessions are on this page.  Anyone attending the info session will earn a voucher for 1/2 the registration fee should you choose to join the program. And if you mention that you learned about them by reading my blog, you will also earn a special welcome bonus. My coach is based out of Sherwood Park at the local Medicine Shoppe pharmacy and he and his team are INCREDIBLE.  You can reach out to the Coaching team here.


Weeks 42 and 43. What is that Beeping??

Well, as per usual, I’ve fallen behind in my storytelling and have let 2 more weeks slide right by. I’ve been super busy and haven’t found a whole lot of free moments to write, but if I’m being brutally honest, I just didn’t want to write. Not for any particular reason, or because things were falling apart, but because I just wasn’t feeling it.

What I have been feeling is a fair amount of disappointment. And annoyance. And frustration. And a whole lot of defeat.

It’s been almost 10 months, and it’s hard to not feel like I should be SO MUCH farther ahead in this journey than I am. I just keep bouncing up and down and all around a 60 lb loss. I can’t seem to move past it, and I slide away from it more times than I’d like to admit. But here I sit .. stuck.

I have friends on other plans that are losing weight like crazy. I see other people on the same plan as me and they’re doing way better. I see all the weightloss ads and commercials and question myself and my slow turtle like pace that I seem to be stuck at. I see all of these things and my brain tries to convince me that I suck. That I’m a failure and that I should just give up.

And that’s where the annoyance kicks in. Why do I still get in my own way? Why haven’t I figured out how to shut up my brain up yet? Why can’t I just say, Hokey Dinah, losing 60 lbs is a BIG thing? I’m so annoying and frustrating … to myself. I’m hoping that the “still very motivated and wanting to finish” side of my brain will take over the other “wussy, whiny and difficult” side much sooner than later so I can actually finish what I’ve started. I need my head to just be quiet.

On the flip-side though, in the midst of this frustration, I was able to get myself more focused and back on track. I think that because I’ve been plugging along for so long now that I was letting the little things slide. I ‘d become stuck in this holding pattern and assumed that I was still following the plan and doing what I needed to. Yeah, No, that really wasn’t the case anymore. I was still doing pretty good, but I’m hoping that it’s these tiny little things that have been slowing me down. And now that I’ve spotted them, I know what to do about them.

I’ve turned the alarms back on, pulled out my food journal and fired up the apps and it seems to be helping me. It’s giving me something else to focus on as opposed to the lack of faith in myself. It’s the little reminders to do all the things that I seem to forget. They’re the sounds that pull me out of my head and put me back on track.


Yes, I’ve got alarms to remind me to eat and to go to bed. My phone beeps to remind me to take my vitamins and meds. I’ve got a watch that’s constantly telling me to stand up and get moving. I’ve got a journal that I’m forcing myself to write in, I say forcing because I hate doing it, and because it shows me the bad choices that I’ve made for myself. I’ve got an encouraging husband and an incredible coach.

I need to remember to hold onto these things and these helpers because sometimes their strength is the only strength I have.

So, in spite of my weakness, I’m here and I’m feeling MUCH stronger than I did even a week ago. Don’t be alarmed by all the beeps and bells when I’m in the room with you and if you catch me online or texting after my bedtime, please tell me to go to bed. I need all of you to help me see this journey through to the end. I still can’t do this on my own, so please lend me some of your strength for a little while so I can keep running.

I look forward to seeing you all at the finish line.

What did these past 2 weeks show me?

  • That Peri-Menopause and Weight Loss aren’t the greatest of friends.
  • That I need to drink more water, even though I was CONVINCED that I was drinking a ridiculous amount already.
  • That I do SO much better when I do food prep, and only have to cook once/week. Cause, seriously cooking is the worst.
  • That I miss flip-flops and hate socks.
  • That even a loss of only half a pound is still a loss.


WANT TO JOIN ME ON THIS JOURNEY? The best way to learn more about the Ideal Protein plan  is to register for a free information session. You can find out when the next sessions are on this page.  Anyone attending the info session will earn a voucher for 1/2 the registration fee should you choose to join the program. And if you mention that you learned about them by reading my blog, you will also earn a special welcome bonus. My coach is based out of Sherwood Park at the local Medicine Shoppe pharmacy and he and his team are INCREDIBLE.  You can reach out to the Coaching team here.

Week 41. The No Good, Awful, Horrible Week

My kickstart, getting things back in order week started off beautifully. I did food prep, set up alarms and food diaries in my phone, sorted out my vitamins and got things started. I had 2 days of eating exactly how I’m supposed and was on track.

And then it happened, I threw up. For the next 18 hours. For almost 5 days, I lied on the couch riding out the glorious sickness that is Norwalk. I’d love to say that it’s a fabulous way to lose weight, but it’s so incredibly awful and horrible, that weightloss isn’t even a consideration. I was more focused on not dying than stepping on a scale. LOL.

Just when I thought, all was good and I could get things going again, one of my kids came up from the basement and said “I went downstairs and my socks are all wet now”. Gah.

I went to the basement to discover that our septic system has backed up into our playroom and gym. I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or cry as I stood there in the muck while I madly texted my husband to COME HOME NOW.

Thankfully, my children provided the distraction that I so desperately needed when someone proclaimed, “So you’re telling me that this is poop water”. Oh the laugh we had when the child that had discovered the flood, realized that he had poopy water on his socks and he started heaving and laughing/crying. Oh how I needed that laugh as I surveyed that wet and stinky mess.

That moment started a chain of phone calls to electricians, insurance adjuster and disaster clean-up people. It was workers coming into our home at midnight to survey damages and start cleaning. It has been a non-stop flurry of activity and work crews, but what it hasn’t been is order and focusing on my health. As usual, survival mode and just getting through took over and my desire to eat vegetables flew out the window with all of my basement flooring.

I’m starting to feel like the Universe doesn’t want me to get back on track and complete this journey that I’ve put myself on. I get motivated, and then boom here’s a wall. And then, woot, survived another obstacle and them, boom, here’s another speed bump in my way. I know it’s life and that there will always be bumps and lumps and things in the way, but I need to figure out how to take care of me while I ride them out.

I have no problem taking care of the problem, or the kids or the friends that are going through it with me, but I just cannot figure out how to take care of myself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not suffering mentally or feel like I’m falling apart and can’t handle it. But what I get caught up in, is putting all of my time and energy into helping others and forgetting that I need to eat, take my vitamins, drink water, go for a walk. All of that, literally, leaves my brain. It will be 7pm, I’ll have a wicked headache, and I’ll realize that all I’ve had to eat that day is a protein shake.

I really need to get a handle on this, or I’m going to be floundering forever. So friends, how do I do this? How do I find the strength, or maybe it’s desire to put myself first? How does one find the time to do all they need to do for themselves on TOP of what they’re already doing for others? How do I finally find myself?

I’ve always said that losing weight and getting healthy is more of a re-wiring of the brain as opposed to just eating better. I know that I obviously need to eat for nutrition and not just for pleasure, I need vegetables over sugar, I need less crap and more goodness BUT I also need to shut off the garbage voices in my brain that are constantly pulling me off my new path.

Frankly, being more than 100 lbs overweight isn’t just because of chips and Iced Capps, there’s a whole lot of other things going on in my world. It’s those things that will make or break this journey and that’s one of the reasons that I’m so thankful that I have a diet coach. He gets to handle all of the technical and food stuff so I don’t have to think about that, and I can think about the rest of it. He can’t fix my head but he can carry half of this burden and help me find me again. He’s my voice of reason when I feel like I’m just spinning my wheels and getting stuck in a rut. I know that I wouldn’t have made it this far on my own, as I appear to be my own worst enemy.

I said all of that to say this … Find your people before you set out on any massive journey. People that will just be in your corner and will hear you vent without giving you advice. We need people who will guide us and lead us, but we also need quiet voices that will just stand there quietly and wish you the best. Find someone to walk the journey with you. Find people who will make sure that when you’re invited over or out, that they’ll have food for you OR will not spend the whole evening telling you it’s okay to “just have one”. In other words, find people who love you and want you to succeed. This is not something that you can do on your own, especially if you want this change to be forever. It’s easy to lose weight, or quit drinking or give up sugar or carbs for a season … it’s the long game that needs the extra love.

Find those “extra” people and hang on tight because there will be days where your basement fills with crap and you’re going to need them.

What did I learn this week?

  • that we need an alarm on our septic system 🙂
  • that throwing-up is NOT for adults.
  • that I still have a long way to go, but that I’m slowly but surely getting there.
  • that I have an AMAZING husband that jumped in and completely took over as Mom & Dad so I could be quarantined away from everyone to ensure Norwalk didn’t take us ALL down.
  • that I have some really cool people in my corner



WANT TO JOIN ME ON THIS JOURNEY? The best way to learn more about the Ideal Protein plan  is to register for a free information session. You can find out when the next sessions are on this page.  Anyone attending the info session will earn a voucher for 1/2 the registration fee should you choose to join the program. And if you mention that you learned about them by reading my blog, you will also earn a special welcome bonus. My coach is based out of Sherwood Park at the local Medicine Shoppe pharmacy and he and his team are INCREDIBLE.  You can reach out to the Coaching team here.






A Letter from a Fat Girl to my Young Friend

I see you looking at yourself in the mirror and hating the reflection you see.

I hear the words that are spinning out of control inside your head telling you that you are not good enough.

I can feel your heart breaking as loneliness consumes you.

I can taste your tears as they roll down your cheeks and touch your lips.

I can smell your fear when you walk into school bracing yourself for another day of murmurs and judgments from the kids around you.

I see and hear and taste and smell and feel all of these things and it makes me so angry. And heartbroken. And I just want to hug you and tell you that you are going to be just fine.

I also want to tell you right now that your senses are wrong. They are liars and they are not telling you the truth. Mirrors and stupid kids don’t know who you are and as such, they do not matter. You can not be described and understood through a reflection. Stop believing that.

How do I know this? Because I am you.

I was and still am the fat girl looking in the mirror.

I’ve doubted myself and felt like everyone hated me because of what I looked like.

I heard the names and the ignorant comments and I still hear them today.

I’ve been excluded from things because I didn’t quite fit in with my “friends” idea of what I should look like or how I should behave.

I’ve felt like I wasn’t good enough, or pretty enough, or smart enough, or funny enough based solely on the person I saw when I looked in the mirror.

I SO get where you are but I want to give you hope because it does get better. This is YOUR story, it doesn’t belong to anyone else so stop letting them write the chapters.

When you look in the mirror, you need to look past the reflection and look into your heart.

Who are you? What makes you great? What kind of friend are you? What kind of daughter? What kind of sister? What are your beliefs? What makes you laugh? What makes you happy? What are you good at? What brings you joy? How do you help others? What difference are you making in the world?

These are the things that matters. These are the things that make you who you are and they are the things that will draw people to you AND make them want to stay. These are the things that will help you feel your strength and know your worth. These are the things that will give you confidence and help you feel safe. These are the things that will help you change the world.

Your reflection in the mirror can’t do ANY of that.

If your friends aren’t supportive of you and love you no matter what, they are NOT your friends. If they talk behind your back and call you names, they are not your friends. If they tease you and/or don’t invite you to their events, they are not your friends. Frankly, you’re better off alone than being surrounded by fake, sad people. Don’t ever forget that.

If you can’t shop for clothes in the same stores as your friends, go to a different store. Who cares where your clothes come from, just put something on. If you can’t keep up with your friends in phys ed class, and that gives everyone a good laugh, oh well. They’re pointing out your weakness to make themselves look better, how sad it that? Try your best, that is what makes you great.

If boys don’t seem to like you, hang on, it will happen. Boys like hips and boobs, they’ll find you, I promise. Good thing is, they also like strong and confident women just as much, if not more, so work on becoming that. Boobs fall, bellies get round, and butts start to jiggle. Confidence and strength are forever, FIND THOSE and forget about the perfect reflection, cause Bah, that does not matter. WHO YOU ARE will always be more important and memorable than what you look like.

Stop comparing yourself to everyone around you because I can most definitely guarantee you that you don’t know all that’s going on with your friends. We all hide our crap and pretend to be perfect when more often than not, we’re all struggling and kicking our feet to stay above water. What you see is almost never true. Your perfect friends are hating what they see in their mirrors as well, you are so not alone in your journey. Don’t wish you were them, because you may not like the life that wish brings you.

Size 2 or Size 22, our greatness come from within. People will remember what you DID long after they forget what you look like.

So, the next time you look in mirror and you hear the nonsense creeping back in, turn your eyes and look my way instead because I SEE YOU. I see the girl that I once was and I know how freaking amazing you are. I found myself buried deep within this fluffy shell and I know you can too. Please look for that girl and let her out. The world really, really wants to meet her.

Close your mirror, put on your sassy pants and step into your life.

You are enough.






Weeks 34-40 …. Giving in, Giving Up or Going Forward

I’m sure that many of you are assuming that I finally quit and gave up on my diet as I basically just disappeared. Thankfully, you’d mostly be wrong.

I didn’t quit, I just got completely stuck in my life and the incredibly busy but very successful launch of my new business. I literally had zero spare minutes to do anything outside of make products to sell. It was a ridiculous but fabulous experience, but now I need to get myself back on track.

I’m fairly disappointed in myself though as I immediately fell back into my old patterns of ignoring myself and my needs to take care of the tasks at hand. As per usual, I stopped eating, I didn’t take any of my medications or vitamins, I drank almost no water but more than a couple of Coke Zeros. I SO thought I had a better handle on this crap, but here I was, in the middle of this crazy train and I was right back to the beginning of my journey.

This whole putting yourself first thing is WAY harder than I ever dreamed it would be. It’s probably the hardest thing I’ve had to try and conquer before and I’m so annoyed that I just can’t beat it. It’s frustrating enough that it’s almost enough for me to just pack it all in and give it up. I’ve honestly thought about just walking away from this journey and just living my life.

It’s so dumb but this overwhelming feeling of “I suck so bad” was becoming almost stronger than my resolve to just get to the end of my journey. I’ve had more than a few dark moments this last month as I’ve floundered about in the chaos and I’ve come very close to just avoiding my coach for the rest of my life.

And then a friend shared this picture online.

That was me on December 31 of last year.

It is the first picture I’ve seen of myself where I actually see a difference. I am NOT that same person anymore. I am not only smaller, but I’m so less tired, so less sore and just overall “better”.

I need to remember that. I also really needed to see this picture. It will serve as the new image in my brain that reminds me that in spite of all of my shortcomings and my failures, I have done well. I have changed. I have actually accomplished something.

This journey has not been perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but that’s me. Imperfectly perfect, and all kinds of messy.

In acknowledgment of that, I’ve reset all the alarms in my phone to remind me to take my meds & vitamins. I’ve got my fitness tracker turned on. I’m writing down everything I eat and holding myself accountable. I’m meal planning. I’m drinking water again. And I’m back here, online with all of you.

Day One of 2018 is in the bag. I can do this.

What has this month shown me?

  • That I’m not “fixed”, but I’m most definitely fixable.
  • That I need to be gentler with myself and be okay with not always being okay.
  • That I do, in fact, really, really want to finish what I’ve started.
  • That I need to tell my coach that I ate whatever I wanted for 7 days straight.  🙂 Sorry, Not Sorry. Thank-you for always being on my side, it’s so nice knowing that someone is in my corner.
  • That 2018 will be MY year.


WANT TO JOIN ME ON THIS JOURNEY? The best way to learn more about the Ideal Protein plan  is to register for a free information session. You can find out when the next sessions are on this page.  Anyone attending the info session will earn a voucher for 1/2 the registration fee should you choose to join the program. And if you mention that you learned about them by reading my blog, you will also earn a special welcome bonus. My coach is based out of Sherwood Park at the local Medicine Shoppe pharmacy and he and his team are INCREDIBLE.  You can reach out to the Coaching team here.