I decided it was time to dust off my blog, get fucking serious about it this time, and keep up with posting weekly. I decided that I would start that today, by sharing this old post. ⁣I guess I feel like I need this reminder and divine kick in the ass, and you may all need a reminder too, about why I started this blog in the first place.

I have a personal trainer because he knows better than I do what is safe for me to do and try knowing my body’s unique limitations. I have a trauma therapist because she knows better than I do how to develop healthy coping mechanisms for processing complex trauma. I have a business coach and mentor who’s a millionaire because she knows better than I do what it takes to get there!

I focused on my physical health goals and pushing doctors to work with me to define what has been happening with my body and how to treat my pain long-term and in a way that would significantly improve my quality of life. (It appears I may have something called Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, or CRPS, though the diagnosis is not yet official.) I also kept busting my ass in my rehabilitative workouts in the pool and with my personal trainer. I dropped 9 inches from August to October, from my waist, chest, and hips.