"Single mothers don't 'date.' They have been to the circus; you know what I'm saying? They have been to the puppet show and they have seen the strings...a single mother, that's a sacred thing, man."
- Rod Tidwell in "Jerry Maguire"
I'm a single mom in Sacramento. I tell my stories here.
My son will read this someday (yikes?). I hope my love for him shines through these entries.
I own a small Pilates business. I specialize in rehab and injuries. My studio is pink.
I don't sleep as much as I should.
I once had a corporate career in marketing.
My first job was at Carnegie Hall.
I love to read. I love to read to my son.
My sister and my best friend know my biggest secrets, my deepest fears.
People tell me that I have a lot of compassion and warmth.
I believe in God, in miracles and in forgiveness.
When I'm laughing, the world is a perfect place.
Someday, I want to live in a place that I love.
The time that I spend with my son is passing by too quickly.
Music can simultaneously warm and break my heart.
I think that romantic relationships hinge completely on timing.
If I don't start my day immediately with coffee, life is rather hellish.
Heaven on Earth is Costa Rica. Or Makawoao.
I have four adopted siblings and a deep appreciation for third world countries.
I am completely honest. There is enough mystery in life. I prefer transparency.
Once, I weighed in at over 200 pounds. I existed on fast food. I detested the idea of exercise. I lacked motivation. My weight held me back in every aspect of life.
Twenty years later, I'm a brand new person. I like to think of myself as a resource for fitness. I advocate for foods that heal. I love to see change. To me, a perfect body is a healthy body.
On this blog, you'll find recipes (I love to cook) and information on new supplements and exercise trends. I've also chronicled my own health struggles with endocrine issues and I have shared the dietary program that I currently follow (no sugar, no grains).
I like to share information. I'm not an expert. I miss frozen yogurt, mochas and pancakes. But I love feeling good more than I love a good bowl of pasta.
I'm going to be 40 this year. I always thought a tattoo would be a great way to commemorate this milestone age, but now I'm not so sure.
My clients and students tell me that teaching is my calling. I think that I might do many, many things in my life. Any of them could be my calling. I can tell you exactly what I'll be doing tomorrow. Next week might be completely different. I kind of hope that it is.
Life is full of suffering and sadness. I often wonder how we do it; how we make our way, despite the ever-constant challenges of sheer existence. The silver lining often isn't radiant enough to see.
Sometimes, I have to slow down and breathe. I like to create experiences for my yoga students; experiences that temporarily take them from the rigidity of real life. A great playlist helps.
Having a child expanded my heart. Motherhood redefined my identity. My idea of gratitude was forever changed. A career will always take a backseat to time with my child.
I wish that good health was more of a priority in our society. I'd like it if mothers took more time for themselves. I hope that I can touch the lives of the people around me in a way that makes a profound difference.