In case you have no idea who I am, I want to give you the short story. My story.
I was brought up in figure-conscious Southern California by divorced parents who showed their love for me by giving me my own bag of potato chips and my own carton of sour cream and onion dip on payday.
Sure, Cassie, you can have your own pizza.
I spent the majority of my twenties eating to be skinny.
At 23, I met and married my soul mate and quickly had my one and only child. During pregnancy, I gained about 21 pounds and quickly took it off because I knew how to eat to be skinny.
During my thirties, I was totally into the fitness scene. I taught various forms of group exercise classes, Pilates, and got certified to be a personal trainer. At this point, maintaining that weight loss became harder. I was a crap eater, over training, willing to try any fad diet that launched, and took my fair share of prescription diet pills. I kept the weight off, but I would fluctuate up and down by 5 pounds. It wasn’t easy. I screwed up my metabolism with the “eating to be skinny” plan. My skin looked like sh*t; my belly was always bloated, I had problems sleeping, and while I was “healthy”, I wasn’t exactly pretty.
I spent my thirties eating to stay skinny.
This is the part of the story where I turn 40. If you aren’t there yet and you are thinking, “Cassie isn’t for me. I think I’ll move along.” Hold that thought. You need to learn from my mistakes.
I turned 40 in 2008, and I was still eating to be skinny. That started to change two years ago. I started looking at women who were glowing from the inside out, and I wanted a piece of that. I decided that I was going to start eating to be pretty. As I did this, stuff started happening. I didn’t have to count calories or fat. The bloating went away. The skin started to clear up. I started sleeping a bit better.
I started to glow…from the inside out.
I’m NOT perfect. I still have some habits that need changing. I’m still learning. But I’m over the hump and I’m ready to start sharing what I’ve learned, what works, what doesn’t, what’s a “must do” and what’s a “stop it”.
The best part of all of this is being able to share my experience with other women. My hope is that you won’t have to go through everything that I did. Or, if you have found yourself in some of the same circumstances as I did, you’ll learn how to break out of that lifestyle and slide into a better one.
Thanks for taking the time to read my story. If you ever have a question, feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
What do you think?