Lifting weights saved my life 
This is my story of how I got here…
A decade ago I was dealing with the side effects of over-training, under-fueling and disordered eating. I was running 100 mile mountain races all while doing excessive fasting, following a strict low carb diet, and generally fearing all food.
After 30-something years of running, I walked away being a competitive 100 mile-ultra-marathon runner and picked up my first barbell. At the time, I was struggling with insomnia, depression (grieving the loss of running), weight gain, hormonal issues, a loss of identity, and caught somewhere between restrictive eating and binge eating.
Lifting weights literally saved my life.
I never knew how much I would fall in love with lifting and the weight room. But lifting, and fueling my body to be stronger, improve my PR’s in the gym, focus on the weight on the barbell (vs the weight on the scale), and obsess over my squat/bench/deadlift form (vs my appearance) helped me thru some of my darkest and toughest times.
Lifting weights takes a different kind of strength than running 100 miles.
After I quit running, I went on to compete in Power Lifting for several years, and even made it to Power Lifting Nationals! Today, I workout to be strong enough to keep up with my dogs, and to look good and feel good. I’m forever grateful that I got a second chance of being an athlete, and discovering balance + true happiness. It’s what has led me to ya’ll- coaching women how to fuel their bodies to be a badass inside + outside of the gym.
I believe in balance, and I believe that being fit goes beyond the four walls of the gym.
