I started in the Health and Fitness Industry when I was 20. I left my college program in Interior design because I didn't feel the passion for it that I truly wanted for myself. I love art. It was a huge part of my life and is again now, but I didn't see myself as an interior designer.
I took jobs to make ends meet. I started working out every day and couldn't get enough of the gym. I ended up getting a job at an all women's fitness centre as a receptionist because of my love for it! One day there was a snow storm and my manager begged me to teach a group fitness class. I had no idea what I was doing but I did it. That one push into something super uncomfortable and unknown lead me to where I am now! The quiet shy girl realized that nothing good comes easy and stepping out of my comfort zone made me stronger.
I ended up becoming a certified personal trainer and group fitness instructor. Then fitness manager and Senior fitness manager. I Received an award for best fitness instructor. Not bad for someone who use to be terrified to teach.
I spent years in the industry, constantly educating myself, learning as much as I could to help others become the best they can be.
I started competing at 37 and spent 11 years and 12 competitions in and out of diets and extreme workouts. When I started I did it for the challenge. I spent most of my life struggling with who I was. Not really knowing completely where I fit in. I lacked confidence and self-acceptance. I spent years chasing and looking for happiness. Even though I had an amazing family and group of friends, good job, accomplished a lot and a good life in general, I still wasn't happy. I moved around to different cities and places thinking it would give me what I needed.
All this time still competing but for all the wrong reasons. I went from doing it for a challenge and creating confidence to chasing a look. I would come off each competition creating a deep body dysmorphia mindset. Chronic dieting and putting a time line on weight-loss developed binge eating, anxiety, lack of self-worth, lack of self-acceptance and most of all even more unhappiness. I thought this amazing body would create the happiness I wanted but what it did is make me feel terrible about who I really was. A fit woman who loves to move and eat healthy, who thrives on change and challenge. A woman who is strong and independent with dreams and ambitions. I lost that chasing a look.
Even though competing was about me, I was not actually focusing on myself enough. UMM WHAT? I mean I was Not listening to my body. Chronic dieting and life stressors collectively lead me to a bad place.