How to get back up after a fall...

My daughter Luna is learning to walk.

I was doing that hysterical laughing but trying not to thing tonight as she trapsed around the house barely catching herself from falling every other step as if she had 3 too many vodka sodas while wearing sunglasses that are even too big for my face.

It is a long process this walking thing.

She falls all the time.

Sometimes she doesn’t seem to care.

Sometimes she gets super frustrated.

Sometimes she thinks it is funny.

Sometimes she scares herself and cries.

But she always gets back up. Always.

She really wants to walk.

She can see that walking is the next right thing for her.

She is totally committed.

So she just keeps getting back up and working at her walking.

She will definitely walk without falling (mostly) someday probably pretty soon.

She never thinks, well I never walked before so I better not try.

Or this is too hard, I think I quit.

Or that last time when I fell it was really scary so no thanks, walking.

Or everyone else has it so much easier than me.

She just falls. Feels her feelings. And gets back up.

It really can be just that simple.

With our side hustle goal. Or our marriage goal. Or our having babies goal. Or our weight loss goal.

So this is exactly what we must do.

Commit. “Fall”. Feel the feeling <insert frustration, humor, fear>. Get back up. Rinse. Repeat.

If you know you often fall and can’t get back up, this is exactly what we will working on at my workshop this Saturday morning. Only a few more spots left, sign up here.


Shower Thoughts

The other day I got out of the shower.

I was toweling off as I was bending over (no this is not going somewhere creepy).

I noticed my belly.

I noticed it’s shape and size.

Then I noticed how I didn’t say anything negative at all, in any way, about said belly.

It was just there.

Then I just kept toweling off.

I just kept doing my day.

So weird.

So awesome.

I didn’t go down the rabbit hole about how I shouldn’t have eaten that thing and about how I am going to be extra strict this week and about how maybe I should even cancel those happy hour plans.

I think I just like put on lotion and brushed my hair.

If you are like me and you have beat yourself up on repeat for decades you know what a big deal this is.

If you are in the .00001% of women who never had any body issues you are probably just super bored by this particular blog.

But this wasn’t an accident.

This was a daily practice of retraining my brain to believe what I wanted to believe about my body. It was effortful and purposeful.

But now I get to (for the most part) go unconscious and just automatically think neutral and positive thoughts about my body.

I used to be unconscious and just automatically think negative thoughts and feel like crap.

It is so much better this way.

If you want to learn how to do this sign up for a mini coaching session by Friday, January 18th.


The secret to actually keeping your new year’s resolution

You’ve decided.

This is the year.

The year you lose the weight for good. Or buy the house. Or find your person. Or start your side hustle. Or create that really awesome art.

You know why you want it so badly. You are so wholeheartedly committed.

But what happens when the enthusiasm has worn off and you just don’t feel like it?

What happens when there is yet another party with your favorite mushroom toasts and you have already said no to so many fun treats?

Or you just don’t feel like going out on that blind date?

What happens when you are so tired from your ‘real job’ you just can’t muster up the energy to reach out to potential side hustle clients?

This is the moment you either move towards getting what you want or you give into “I don’t feel like it”.

It feels like no big deal.

We say to ourselves….

One mush toast won’t hurt.

I will go out with him next week.

I can do it tomorrow.

DREAM STEALERS.  All of these thoughts.  

RESOLUTION ROBBERS. All of these sentences in our heads.

Most of us think we have two options when these thoughts arise.

Option one, give into the I don’t feel like it and eat the toast.


Option two, use will power. We resist the toast or force ourselves to go on the date. And we all know in the long run will power never really works because will power is not a renewable resource, it eventually runs out.

We forget that there is a third option.

It is not fancy. It doesn’t inspire a huge a-ha. It isn’t really fun. But it is kind of the secret to life.

I know I have really got your by the seat of your pants.

Option 3 is to simply ALLOW. Very simple. Not easy.

Simply allow your brain to be a brain.

Let your brain freak out when it is time to do the thing you set out to do on January 1 and it is now March 15 and all the excitement has waned.

Simply allow all the thoughts. Then take a couple of deep breaths.

Remember this is just your brain being a brain. Trying to protect you. Sweet little brain.

Nothing has gone wrong. This is actually how we know we are on the exact right path.

So this year. Go get the thing. Feel the feeling. Create the best thing ever. Do your dream.

But, know that this path sucks. This path of dream doing is uncomfortable and full of doubt and full of brain freaking out - ness.

It is also so awesome, one of the best parts of the human experience and definitely not to be missed.

It is the most worth it thing ever.

So the best thing I can offer is to help you to prepare to allow your brain to be a brain.

What will you say to your brain when your brain gets really creative and tells you not to do the thing? (actually answer this.)

How will you protect you from your brain from a space of allowing? (same thing here.)

This is option 3. Allowing your brain to be a brain. Take a deep breath. Thank it for sharing. And go back to your chosen resolution or intention or goal.

You’ve got this.

If you want to get your thing for real this year, get help with it. I get coached on my 2019 intention every week. Book your free 30 minute mini coaching session here.

The one Thing

In 2018 I picked only one thing (goal, intention, resolution, whatever you want to call it) to focus on and achieve for the entire year.

Usually I pick like 37 things. So for me, one thing was really, really hard.

My brain freaked out a little.

But I did it with the promise that I would actually accomplish more and what I would accomplish would actually be COMPLETE.

I picked lose the baby weight (and some) permanently in a healthy, nourishing way and to finally free myself from all the drama around food and my body FOREVER.

Read: no calorie counting, no calorie restriction, no deprivation, no diets, no excessive working out, no beating myself up or hating my body, no losing 8 pounds in 2 weeks mentality (all of my previous go - tos).

Picking one thing took the confusion out of what to focus on.

Took the indecision out of what I should spend my time on.

It made it so easy to manage my calendar and the activities that I scheduled.

So as I sit here exactly a year later, I realize just how completely I blew my goal out of the water.

Yes I achieved the actual goal...

I LOVE my body so much you guys it is nuts. I lost 25 pounds and didn’t count one effing calorie.  I worked out just because I love to and not because it was punishment or to “earn” the pasta.

I kind of can’t believe I am writing these words.

I kind of thought I would just struggle with this forever.

But that isn’t even the coolest thing about it.

I picked just one thing. And in picking just one thing I got so much more than one thing or 37 things.

Who I had to become and the habits I had to create to achieve this goal started to flow over into my business, my relationships, my money in way I could have never expected.

So for 2019 go all in on just one thing. I promise it’ll be the best year of your life.

Work with me in 2019 to make it happen. Schedule your free 30 minute coaching session here.


I am 35 and a half.

Today is my half birthday.

I love my mom for always throwing us half birthday parties :).

So, I am 35 and a half.

I say I am cool with getting older. I even say I like it.

Part of me really does believe this.

And I really do believe each birthday is a privilege.

I preach this.

On my actual birthday I celebrate big and will gladly tell people my age.

I don’t hide it on facebook profiles or random surveys.

I roll my eyes when people won’t share their age.

But then I noticed I am not as “cool” as I thought I am around age.

I notice how I think I am but how I am not really living it.

I notice how when a friend who I know is younger than me asks me how old I am, I cringe, yes I tell them of course, but I cringe and I tell them, “Oh, I am old, I am 35” with this wah-wah-almost-longing-for-32 energy.

I notice how with each month passing I subtly resist 36.

How I am not fully open to it.

Or if I am open to it, it is with condition.

Like, for example, I tell myself, well as long as I am making this amount of money by the time I am 36 then it’ll be okay that I am 36.

Or like maybe if I am pregnant again by the time I am 36 then I can swallow it.

And so now what? Now that I know this about myself what will I do?

I will be the person I think that I am. I am 35 and a freaking half and so damn proud.

And not because of anything I accomplished or not.

Just because I am that age and that is awesome just in it of itself.

It might be a little wonky to lean into to this partial belief, but I will and in no time I will be fully there, rocking 36 and then 37 and then 72 and then 93.

I am so done being kind of okay ish with my age.

Wanna come over tonight for half of a birthday cake in a half decorated kitchen to celebrate?

Love you mom <3.


Going Unconscious

For those of you that get my newsletter, you heard all about how obsessed I was with my weekend in Ojai last weekend.

Like top 10 weekends ever obsessed. It was that good.

There was yoga, big fluffy robes, long runs, naps by the fire, deep restorative relaxation and so much fun and connection with my soul sister.

But I forgot to tell you one thing.

I forgot to tell you how I went unconscious.

I didn’t realize it until the Monday after the retreat. I realized I had gone unconscious at Brunch on Saturday morning.

See the brunch was a buffet.

But like the good kind of buffet, the fancy kind.

I selected a normal “on my plan” brunch of eggs, bacon and some fruit when I went up to the buffet.

Then I ate the meal as I chatted with some of the awesome retreat goers.

Then I went back to my room. Went for a run. Jacuzzied. Read.

Then I just went about my AMAZING weekend.

Then on Monday I realized I had gone unconscious.

I didn’t get up for seconds at brunch.

And that is not even the kicker.

I didn’t even THINK about getting up for seconds.

I didn’t go back and forth in my head about whether to get up again. I didn’t start half listening to my new friend talk about her journey with IVF because I was so consumed with how good the french toast looked.

I didn’t get up and then get something that wasn’t really on plan and then eat it and then feel physically sick.

I used to go unconscious and get the food and then feel like shit.

And now *apparently* I go unconscious and just don’t think of it and then I feel amazing.

Halle - effing - lujah.

But let me be clear. This was not an accident.

I just didn’t know this would show up when it did.

I have consciously rewired my brain so I could create a new and eventually unconscious habit.

I kind of can’t believe it!!

Happy rewiring.

I didn’t do this alone. If you want help rewiring your habits book yourself a coaching package or free mini sesh to see if we are a good fit. Prices go up in 2019.


Why I Am Insane. And Why You Might Be Too.

When I was in pharma sales, my boss was obsessed with telling us the definition of insanity.

I am sure you have heard it.

We’re insane when we do the same thing over and over again and expect a different result.

I consider myself fairly willing to change, to adapt, to course correct when something is not working.

But, then it dawned on me.

I have been insane for 20 years.

I have been believing in, thinking about, doing some form of calories in, calories out diet, “lifestyle” or program since I was a teenager.

Yes, I called it something different every time. Atkins. Weight Watchers. My fitness pal. South beach. What the trainer said to do. My custom meal plan from v expensive nutritionist. Tracey Andersen Method.

But it was always the same. Calories in. Calories out.

And my results were always the same.

Do some version of calories in calories out. Lose some weight. Keep it off for a very short amount of time. Gain weight. Feel shitty about myself. Do some version of cal…..

Enter vicious cycle life. For 20 years.

So at the beginning of this year I committed to ending this sad cycle and I did.

As I write these words I feel so FREE I could burst.

If you are curious about dropping this insane game click here a book a free 45 minute session.


Photo Shoot Show Down

I just booked a photo shoot for December 8th so I can create fun images and inspo for “The Yummy Mummy.”

I am super excited because I am working with one of my all time favorite photographers, she is a true talent and so super fun!

BUT, then tonight in the shower….

It always happens in the shower, doesn’t it!!?!

….I thought to myself

“Oh my god, that shoot is like 10 days away.”

“We better do a cleanse.”

“We better clear the social calendar for this coming weekend.”

“We better alert Husband that we are on said cleanse, and he better hold me accountable!”

And then I remembered.

I don’t do that anymore.

I don’t do the cleanse, then starve,  or try to skip dinner, then inevitably throw in the towel and eat the fries because I am starving and then kind of blame my husband and then actually feel like complete shit on photo shoot day -  I don’t do that sick little game anymore.


SO. I just very nicely reminded the outdated part of my brain that we don’t do that anymore.

I reminded myself that we are going to eat healthy and normal and have all the fun this weekend (which by the way, for me, fun isn’t synonymous with food and drinks anymore, but that is another blog) and show up to the photo shoot feeling fucking amazing.

That is the plan. Even when my brain forgets. It is still the plan.

And everyday I am grateful for this new plan.

If you are ready for a new plan too and ready to step out of the spin cycle of diet, indulge, diet, diet, indulge, beat self up, indulge, and on and on click here to book your FREE mini coaching session now to get started on your new plan.


Gratitude Mad Lib

Have you guys heard of stroller strides?

No, it is not like 20 moms power walking as fast as they can up and down the beach path rocking hot pink visors (although if you know me, you know I can get behind visor life).

Stroller strides is the best, most kick ass workout AND you get to bring your baby.

Today it was like crazy good workout, bring your baby (while the talented teacher also entertains said babe) AND a gratitude-PALOOZA!!!!

And since it was a gratitude-PALOOZA I figured I have to share it with all of you!!!

I am like any decent human. I really love me some gratitude.

But what I have found is that just listing in your head the same 4 things you are grateful for doesn’t really pack very much punch day after day.

We need to get creative. Think of things we don’t always think of. Think of the WHY.

Then FEEL the actual feeling of gratitude inside our bodies.

When we practice gratitude this way it really brings home all of the amazing benefits, which I was reminded of today by my sweet friend Noelle (she was the creator of the gratitude-PALOOZA).

She told us things like:

Having a gratitude practice can increase your immunity, bring you greater joy, improve your self-esteem, lower stress, contribute to better sleep, make us kinder, and on and on and on.

I mean basically having a gratitude practice is like taking a magic pill.

Sign me up!!

Which is why I loved the gratitude mad lib that Noelle offered (or should I call it “Grat Lib” hehehe.)

You can copy, paste and thank away OR use it as your conversation piece at the dinner table!

Dear ______________,

I am so grateful or your ___________________________. When I am feeling _____________ you always know how to ______________________. I love the way you _____________. You are special to me because _____________________________. Without you as my ______________________, I would be_________________________.

I _________________________ you!


Happy Thanksgiving Bloggy Babes!!!

And check out Stroller Strides here!


30 blogs in 30 days!

Today is the finale of 30 blogs in 30 days! I did it! Yay!

Part of me is like “Whoa, you did it!! Good job!!” and then part of me is like “Of course you did it. Remember how you’ve decided that you are a person that just does what they say they are going to do?!”

And then all of me is just really surprised by how much I have enjoyed the process.

I have loved experiencing ME in a different way. I have loved connecting with YOU on social media and in real life. I have loved living life knowing that I am going to write a blog post every day.

It has become like a new form of meditation.

People always ask me if I meditate. If they should meditate.

I think the answer is yes and no.

NO I don’t think it is that important to to meditate in the traditional sense each and everyday.

BUT, YES I think it is so important to have some kind of Daily Practice.

Like actually the most important thing in the world.

Journaling. Breathing for 5 deep breaths. Reading. Writing. A gratitude practice. Actually meditating. Dancing like a nut. Blogging?!

A Daily Practice where you check in with yourself, literally in your own words, saying things like “Hi Self, what is up? Where are we? Where have we been? Where are we going? Is it on purpose? Are we being who we want to be? What do we need to remember? What are we grateful for? What is really important? What do we want?”

Because what happens then is the daily practice spreads throughout the day.

It is easier to catch ourselves before we snap at the customer service rep.

Easier to ignore the ding on the phone.

Easier to just watch and enjoy the baby playing with sand.

Easier to stay committed to whatever we are committed to.

Easier to achieve our dreams.

So blogging became a new Daily Practice. And it was really the act of knowing I would write the blog. It was like putting on “I write blogs sunglasses”, my perspective shifted. I began to look deeper and to stop more. To ask the big questions more and to listen more carefully.

Endless gratitude to my teachers for teaching me the value of the Daily Practice and to you for joining me on this journey!

AND don’t freak out!! Blog life is not over, it has just begun. Click over every Tuesday for a new post! We are going to a weekly format baby boos!