My Story

My “WHY” story is about love, but, as many good love stories do, mine starts out with tragedy and failures. I will speed through the bad to get to the good parts, but believe me when I say, I’ve had my fair share of shitty partners in my life. After TWO failed marriages, I was feeling like I was never going to find someone who valued the same things I do and spoke the same love language. I felt like the type of relationship I was seeking didn’t exist. I truly felt like I was going to settle…. AGAIN. Or my second option – be alone.  I didn’t want to give up on finding an alien aka “perfect partner” here on this vast planet. In fact, I just refused to give up. I focused on online dating and did something different to my profile. Instead of talking all about me, and all the amazing things I was going to offer in our relationship, I just listed my demands of him. Really. Like a master list of the “deal breakers” in my life.
OK, I didn’t sound crazy… or maybe I did. I was on a mission. I had turned 40 that August and just had an organ sucked out of my belly button and was in no mood to sugar coat my dating profile page. What you see is what you get. I had attitude and no gallbladder. Fast forward to after the grueling interview process to find the perfect alien, I met my man. I am still so grateful I continued to believe in love and pushed myself to not settle again. I still thank him often for being here in my life and continuing to love and accept me. We are truly in love. It is the real deal. And, we talk about it all the time. Cooking dinner, in the car, on the couch and taking out the trash. We are so aware of our love and how special it is. I am floored that I found him and shocked that it’s so amazing. I know that our love is the right love and we will grow old together and will have an awesome journey of life.
One evening, preparing to eat dinner and have our “end of the day chats” while hanging on the couch, (I know we’re not suppose to eat dinner on the couch but we are rebels) my partner said something happened to him earlier that day while showering. I naturally looked  alarmed because let’s face it, ANYTHING could have come out of his mouth next. Way to start a conversation. He continued to explain that he dropped the soap in the shower and when he bent to pick it up he felt his round pot belly collide into his lap. It pushed into his upper thigh area and restricted his ability to bend and retrieve the soap. That was all it took for him to announce he was going on a diet. #menareadorable
I had been following Dr. Eric Berg on YouTube for several years and had successfully done the Adkins Low Carb diet in my early 30’s, so I brought KETO up to my partner. We decided to look into it. But as the conversation twisted over to our love as it always does,  we decided together on the following:

Be healthy to honor our love.

Be healthy so we can grow old together.

Be healthy so not to put our love through a preventable health crisis.

Be healthy so we can love each other longer.

Be healthy so our partner doesn’t suffer while watching the other one fight for their life.

Be healthy because our partner deserves a healthy partner.

Be healthy to honor our love.

I put that last one in twice because that is the most impactful statement.  I remind myself of it during any struggle of changing my diet. I wasn’t messing around. It took me 40 years to find him and I wasn’t about to get sick and die any time soon, at least if I had a choice about it.
I HAVE A CHOICE. What I put in my pie hole is a CHOICE. We decided to dive into educating ourselves about the dangers of high sugar consumption and we did a ton of research.
We poured through countless websites and medical data about the ability to detox from sugar and bring our insulin down to a normal level. We read about how glucose contributes  to the rapid growth of cancer tumors. We watched hours of YouTube videos about how our liver and gut has been compromised due to the amount of carbohydrates we eat on the daily.

We armed our love with knowledge. Plain and simple. Our master plan? Stay alive and enjoy our love.

Pizza, pasta and bread don’t even come close to our love. Those types of food are easy to give up knowing how much we have gained.
Oh, and that pot belly? Gone. My partner lost 50 pounds of fat and so did I!  BOOM I am so grateful of our chat on the couch that night and deciding to put our love on a pedestal. We got married March 2018 and feel healthy and happy.