For over 10 years I worked serving fast food during the day while spending my nights learning about healthy food and cooking. The in congruency was too much for me. I decided to go back to school and get a degree in Nutrition, Health & Wellness. At the completion of my degree, I wasn’t sure what came next. I thought I wanted to become a Registered Dietician. Along the way I realized my thoughts didn’t allign with the American Medical Association. I became a Personal Trainer, incorporating nutrition and fitness.
During this same time frame my health required some careful consideration too. Pre-cancer cells were found on my uterus just as my father was having a stem cell transplant to try and keep his terminal cancer at bay. My joints and muscles were hurting. My nails had ridges. Fatigue was my new best friend. And you don’t even want to know about the constipation. My liver completely shut down during labor. My cholesterol was too high and I was pre-diabetic. My weight was around 170, with a lot of muscle thanks to regular heavy weight lifting. How could I be falling apart when I was eating so “healthy”?
Something wasn’t right!
I started a new course of study based on the Weston A. Price Foundation and Sally Fallon’s Nourishing Traditions. If you don’t own this cookbook, go get it, it’s a life saver. I came to realize that low/no fat dieting wasn’t helping me, it was hurting me. It wasn’t about the amount of fat I ate, it was about the type of fats I ate and the quality of food I gave my body for fuel. Finally, I was introduced to the Nutritional Therapy Association and the Nutritional Therapy Practitioner Degree Program. Here I found people that really believed food can be therapy. I found the next step I had been looking for and knew I could do what I loved!
Now, I’m putting it all together . . .