My name is Kate, a 30-something Certified Personal Trainer specializing in Fitness Nutrition, who is trying consistently live a healthier lifestyle like a billion others in the world today. Probably for similar reasons too. I created this blog to share some of my experiences as I run my course of life, whether related to my passion for (recreational) running, good eats, training woes, and those moments where everything in life just clicks.
With as much physical and mental success I have now, often others assume I’ve always been this fit. Nooooo. I was NOT. Not even close.
6 years ago. I overcame Melanoma. Twice. Then, 5 years ago, I was sedentary plugging the hours away at a fulfilling desk job career. My occupation was not my passion. It paid my bills. Allowed me a flexible schedule and lots of time with my hubby and littles. Time valued. Which made it a perfect fit for my life. Slightly overweight (realized it when looking at anniversary pictures in awe). And still, did nothing in an attempt to lose weight.
The big change, which I didn’t realize it at the time, was when an acquaintance of mine was discussing his half marathon training and running in general. I had tried to run before. Tried. Many times. And failed. ‘Sh*t, it would be nice if I could run. Even if for a mile.’ I thought to myself. Baby steps compared to this dude that runs 13.1 for fun at rabbit pace. That’s it! I’m going to the local high school to hit the track and see how far I can run. I had tried this many times on the treadmill (aka dread-mill) I had in my bedroom for years…and never run a mile. Yet, somehow I thought by showing up at the track on this particular day, my determination would miraculously carry me a mile and show what a bad ass I really am. Sounds easy. Right? Nope. NOPE.
I wanted it and I wanted it bad. I was going to get that mile–if it killed me. It took weeks. Lots of antacids and days when I thought I would puke. Back then I didn’t know how to start running, how pace affects your body, none of it. It was hell. And I loved it. I loved how as much as I suffered, I was getting better. Little by little. And I did it. 1 mile. Then 2, then signed up for a 5K. Then 10Ks and half marathons. And now marathons.
My main passion is running and I do run frequently–I’ll talk about it often. My non-runner friend community inspired by what I do, but do not necessarily want to hear about how I managed a negative split on a particular run and that’s where this blog comes in. Those who want to read, can, and those who do not, can pass.
Along with running, I began eating better realizing it benefited my running and the weight started coming off. I fell into disordered eating. Caught myself and then decided it was time to start doing things right. I began getting educated.
I’ll likely share a variety of recipes I’ve tried and find myself making over and over. I’m not going to spend an hour arranging the food before I take a picture to share. Sorry, I’ll want to eat it while the eating is good and although I will sometimes provide my own pictures, they’ll be from my iPhone, not a professional. I’m not Martha Stewart and you will be able to tell.
Join me on my journey. Running my course. Welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy and share in the conversation.