So, it’s 2020. Everything is pretty terrible. And I’m not gonna lie and say, here’s the secret! Here’s what we do! Because I have no clue. There are people who know, or claim to know. There are people I trust and I will refer to, and there are a few small areas where I know exactly what I’m talking about, but for the most part we are sailing into the unknown here, and we only know what we know.
That’s not super helpful, and I realize that, but it’s truthful so I hope that’s helpful in it’s own way.
I trust that most folks are trying their best. We’re all just doing what we can. And things have been hard for a long time but they got a whole lot harder in March. And a whole lot harder again this fall.
So, I’m a personal trainer and a health navigator. I’m an activist and a mom. I’m a wife and daughter and sister and niece and cousin and aunt and neighbor and Californian and American and human and I don’t know what else to say about myself.
I grew up in San Luis Obispo, my mom was a librarian in the public schools and my dad worked for the county. My siblings and I were all public school kids (until brother went private for law school), I was a dancer and an athlete and an academic. I’ve dealt with and deal with eating disorders and depression.
I’ve worked in lifestyle change as a health navigator and personal trainer for the past 7 years, after sustaining a neck injury in 2011 that completely changed my life, at first for the worse and then eventually for the better (but boy does that sound rosy af). I live with chronic illness, my amazing husband, and our fierce child.
Life is hard. Life is good. That’s what I got.
Pretty Good Ugly 