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Table For One

I walked into one of my favorite restaurants seeking a carb fix and sat alone. It wasn’t the first time I dined alone, but this time was a little more poignant. I ordered my meal, and a heavy pour of Merlot, and sat at a table for one. I picked up my book I’m currently reading, and as my food came, I enjoyed the quiet, the uninteruption and just read.

This used to be one of the hardest things for me to do; to just sit and enjoy myself. Granted I do still have a lot on my mind at any given moment – the dishes, the laundry, the kids, school, etc – but I no longer find myself so compelled to get up and do it all right in that moment that I don’t enjoy the moment itself.

It’s no secret that the last year and nine months have been incredibly hard. This week marks one year since my divorce was finalized, and one year since my kids have had overnight visitations with their Dad on standard weekends, etc. Those weekends are the hardest for me because they’re my babies and I only want to see them safe.

“Oh, but Amanda, you get every other weekend off from having to do any Mom duties! How nice is that?!” 

Ya, I used to be one of those too. Envious of the Moms who got regular overnight breaks from their kids. Let me be the first to tell you though, sisters, that the cost I had to pay to get those “overnight breaks” from my dear, precious children, was NOT worth it. Their family was torn apart. Their Mom and Dad don’t live together. They have to constantly transition from one house to another. They will deal with the pain and confusion of coming from a divorced family for a very long time, if not forever. Watching their pain pains me. As I’ve said before, though, yes, I’m happier and I feel that us being divorced is even healthier for the kids than us staying together, especially with how our marriage ended and how he continues to behave, but it doesn’t trump the fact that that their little worlds were still rocked in a way I never wished for them.

So to all you single ladies and moms out there, get out and order a table for one. Bring your favorite book, or hell, play on your phone if you want! Enjoy yourself. Relax. Get a drink. Order a giant ass bowl of pasta and eat it with no regret! Spend some time not having to answer five thousand questions from someone. Go to bed early and sleep in late. Take time to recharge yourself, because self-care is NOT the same thing as selfishness. Do you hear me?

Married moms and ladies, get out and order a table for one. Bring your favorite book, or hell, play on your phone if you want! Enjoy yourself. Relax. Get a drink. Order a giant ass bowl of pasta and eat it with no regret! Spend some time not having to answer five thousand questions from someone. Go to bed early and sleep in late. Take time to recharge yourself, because self-care is NOT the same thing as selfishness. Do you hear me?

Do y’all hear me?!

Whether you’re single or married, with or without kids, you MUST take time for yourself! We, as women, tend to take on the problems and emotions of the world around us, and if we don’t take time to take care of ourselves we will crumble under that weight. Take time. If you have to make arrangements for yourself with a babysitter or swap out with a friend to make that time, then do it! You need it, but more importantly you deserve it.

“Hi, how many?”

“Table for one, please.”

I Don’t Mean To

I don’t mean to be overly analytical. It’s just my way of protecting myself and validating the emotions I’m feeling.

I don’t mean to push people away in times when I probably really want to be held close, to be told it’s going to be ok.

I don’t mean to take on the world alone and make you feel ignored, it’s just what I’m so used to.

I don’t mean to be bothered by things that don’t bother others, it’s just that there’s a reason why.

I don’t mean to seem difficult, but I promise I mean well.

I don’t mean to feel overwhelming, but it’s because my life is overwhelming me right now.

I don’t mean to.

My Scars Are Invisible

My scars are invisible, so sometimes it’s difficult to understand why certain things affect me. You see, the wounds I received took time, were slow and deliberate.

Some of them allowed me to see the world for what it was too soon. My innocence was robbed, and because of it I’ll never be who I maybe could have been, or even should have been, but the person I am I’ve still come to like. Now, I do, anyway, because she took time, sweat, blood, tears and determination to cultivate. I didn’t ask for them, but my scars are invisible.

Some of them allowed me to see certain people for what they were, in a light that’s dark and painful, and because of them it’s difficult to trust myself in my view of others. I trusted them and gave them my everything, but that wasn’t worth the weight in gold it was to me. My value was but of trash. My worth was but mere time. My place was but of a space-filler, and furthermore I was burdensome in the way I felt much of the time. I didn’t ask for them, but my scars are invisible.

Through every wound I fought back, I questioned myself, I asked for an answer as to why, but received little response. In the end, though, I healed. I didn’t ask for them, but my scars are invisible.

I’ve hated myself, hated others, thought life was unfair, dreamt of and wanted so much more, didn’t want reality to be so at times, screamed, cried, but in the end accepted what was. I didn’t ask for them, but my scars are invisible.

My scars are there, though they are invisible, and each one carries a different story. It’s not a book I keep on my coffee table for all guests to read. They are selective for when the time is right, if ever. Some stories replay themselves in the depths of my heart on occasion against my will. Some stories are just memories, but ones that affect relationships, even today. Most of my stories I wished were happier. Because of my stories though, and through the hard work I’ve done, I feel that my scars are now beautiful. They allow me to be:

  • Beautifully emotional, for I’ve recognized that my emotions are valid. They’re my body’s way of telling me something, and I owe it to her to listen. I am not too much. I am just right for the right people.
  • Beautifully responsive, for I’ve learned to read people well, and can empathize with them in many situations. I can tell when something is needed, or when something is too much. I can tell when I should open my heart to someone, or keep it closed. This lesson was a path riddled with pain, but learned from each step.
  • Beautifully caring, for I’ve grown to want nothing but the best for almost everyone I’ve come to love. If it were in my power and my budget I’d give the world to them all.
  • Beautifully loving, for out of my stories, my battles, my wounds and my scars I’ve still allowed my heart to love as if there’s no such thing as a broken heart.

I don’t always view myself in the traditional sense of being beautiful. If I were honest, I rarely view myself as being beautiful in outward appearance, but because of my scars I feel that God has made me into a beautiful person that loves well.

My emotions have given me strength and tell me whether what I’m feeling is true and clear. My stories are there as a reference now, and no longer as the master of my seas. I share my heart openly when I feel safe, and sometimes it’s met without understanding or gentle care, but I can’t stop sharing because then I’d be lying to myself again, saying my emotions aren’t valid, when they are.

It’s ok to not understand me, or even be frustrated with why something the world sees as small would would affect me with such great force. It’s ok to still be learning, as long as you’re actively searching and seeking to understand. It’s ok to ask questions. Just please, don’t write me off. Don’t walk away. I sometimes don’t even know the answers, but I’m willing to seek and try and put words to some things I maybe have never put words to before.

I’ll never understand why my own personal book was written for me, but I’ve learned to read it without shame. I didn’t ask for them, but my scars are invisible. And my invisible scars make me.



I Bought Them Shoes

My oldest daughter was born when I was working full time for Banfield Pet Hospital as a field trainer, managing the training of 17 hospitals and over 300 employees. I was making almost more money at 25 than my mom was after 36 years at Shell. I felt accomplished, important, like I was on track with a professional career I could retire from and was happy with my work. When she was 6 weeks old I was notified that I was being laid off.

From that moment and for the next 4 years money was extremely tight. We were behind on rent and other bills more often than not. There were times when I fed my kids and ate only what they didn’t eat. I’d sell things in beg/buy/barter sites for cash when I needed gas money. Those were years where stress was extremely high and spirits were extremely low. I didn’t like my life and I didn’t like who I was.

Last year on the way out of my marriage I was actually told, “You need me to provide for the girls.” I took it as a challenge.

In January I started grad school, and next May I’ll graduate with my Masters of Science in Agriculture with a high school teaching certification. Last December I met the love of my life and finally know what true love is. In March I bought a better car for us that’s reliable. This July my oldest daughter turned five and I registered both of my girls for dance. Tonight though…tonight I bought them shoes.

Mamas, I know this may not sound like much, but for me I had to hold back the tears on the way home. You see, after years of not knowing always where our next meals would come from, to be able  to go to the store and comfortably buy both of my girls TWO new pairs of shoes and a pack of socks each absolutely meant the world to me.  Money isn’t tight until the next paycheck, and my girls will start school this year with new shoes. My sweet Joni will walk into her first day of kindergarten this Wednesday with new shoes that her mama bought her.

Today was the one of a handful of days where I really felt like I’m on the right track because….I bought them shoes.

Marriage Isn’t [Meant To Be] Hard

A couple of months ago a sweet friend of mine posted a link to a blog titled, “Marriage Isn’t Hard.” My first instinct reading the title was, “Ha!” Even after reading the first few paragraphs where the author admits to having only been married for 10 months I wanted to write and invite her to a coffee where I could share my wisdom with this dear, sweet, naïve young woman. In the last 19 months I’ve become a single mom, finalized my divorce, started grad school and closed a business. After experiencing the kind of heartache I did I was reading this post thinking, “You’ve got to be kidding me! What do you mean marriage isn’t hard?!”

In my almost 9 years of marriage my ex-husband and I experienced 3 layoffs between the two of us, moved 6 times, fell behind on bills more times than I’d like to count, had 3 miscarriages, had 2 children after that, fought and battled more than I’m proud to say, and ultimately our marriage failed. The writer talks about how in 10 months they experienced a pay cut, adding a mortgage and balancing time, and yes, I wanted to laugh in her face. I mean, how could she seriously say any of that was hard? Did she not realize the real challenges her and her new husband would surely face, possibly sooner than later?

Then I kept reading.

The truths this young woman shared showed that she is wise for her age. And when I allowed my emotions to settle and really think about my own personal situation from an unbiased perspective I realized she was right, but I threw a twist on it, because, after all, I am a divorcee. I’ve learned much about myself and my ex since becoming single, and in no way will ever excuse his actions that ultimately ended our marriage, but to say I didn’t contribute to our failure isn’t true. What I now realize is…

Marriage Isn’t [Meant To Be] Hard.

In my failed marriage we wouldn’t settle arguments; we’d yell, scream, throw names and accusations at one another to heighten the sense of resentment, hurt and disappointment the other caused. “You promised! You vowed! Why can’t you just….?!” Week after week, year after year, our relationship became more and more poisoned with resentment and disdain for one another. We allowed the difficulty of life to take hold of what was supposed to be most important – Fighting for one another instead of with one another.

When money was tight we’d fight and place blame – “You’re not making enough money! You’re spending too much money! You’re not following the budget! You’re not updating the budget with what you spend!” Round and round we went. We were so good at getting on that crazy cycle that spiraled us downward!

As I read on in this post I slowly came to realize something. What’s really hard is life, not marriage, not love.

Your wedding is meant to be special. Whether you get dressed up and have a big ceremony, or run away together or with a few people and elope, there’s a sense of excitement and euphoria that’s impossible to replace. You come home and the typical saying of, “The honeymoon’s over,” sets in. You adjust to blending two different lifestyles, sharing holidays, doing laundry, cooking dinner, sharing the bathroom, getting woken up by snores, adopting a dog, and the list goes on….

After time life gets really hard. You start to experience your first grown up disappointments, and sometimes major, expensive changes together. Like I mentioned above my ex and I experienced 3 layoffs between us; two in a row for him when the economy crashed in 2007/2008, one for me when our oldest daughter was just 6 weeks old. Life got really hard.

Looking back though I realized where I was disrespecting my husband without realizing it. I wasn’t creating a peaceful happy home, I wasn’t encouraging him to pursue better things or to be his best, I wasn’t pushing my fears and anxiety out of the way of my anger and resentment. I was making things harder, as life just got harder on its own.

Please, let me reiterate, the emotional and verbal abuse I now realize I was living under are not excused by me recognizing where I too failed and contributed to my divorce. I’m simply learning from my past, because you see, when you’re given an opportunity for true love, it’s important, and mature, to grow as people.

I’ve learned in my late 20s and now 30s that we must grow and progress as survivors of pain. If we don’t we will fall into the trap of victimization and expect the world to cater to our bad attitudes, pushing away the people who love us most and ones we truly need in our lives. For years I lived with this mindset of, “I am who I am. Take it or leave it.” Oh, how immature and heartbreaking for me, because that attitude didn’t invite people in to love me well, thus throwing away the opportunity for me to do the same for others! I’ve come to learn now that the hardships I’ve endured in life are blessings, because I’ve chosen to grow through them and have come out on the other side with the ability to love well with compassion. I can respond with empathy when a woman who’s experienced infertility, miscarriage, abuse, single parenting, job loss or divorce comes into my life. I can be a true reflection of Christ if I allow the Holy Spirit to work in me as He sees fit instead of trying to control outcomes.

Now that I have a good and true love in my life I feel that I can return that love in a form that holds no expectations. We both experienced divorce last year for the same reasons, so yes, there’s a camaraderie there that initially brought us together, but we also just work really well together. Both of our past relationships were riddled with unhealthy habits, and we’ve both learned from them and grown in a beautiful way. We choose to respond in love first rather than condemnation. We choose to communicate and talk things out, no matter how awkward, rather than allow our hurt feeling to fester resentment. We choose to plan and dream together, even if the reality of those dreams are years away. We choose to remember that we’re working together, not against one another.

This is what the original blog post was trying to remind us all of! When you stand before a large crowd or by yourselves and you say, “I accept you, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live,” it means, “No matter how bad or crazy shit may I get I’m in this for you, no one else! Not for future kids, a house, car, jewelry, money or titles, but for you! You’re worth fighting this fight with, because life will get hard.”

Married folks, please remember this! Both my love and I are in agreement that divorce sucks and it’s something we never want to experience again! When there’s kids involved there’s so much hurt, confusion and pain experienced with constant change and separation of households. Even when there’s not kids involved, as with him, there’s still feelings of disappointment, anger and betrayal. As one pastor previously illustrated, when two people are married it’s like gluing two pieces of paper completely together, one on top of the other. They stick together in all areas, and when you try and rip them apart after the glue’s dried pieces of one another are torn and left on the other. There’s never a clean separation.

Please, if nothing else, remember that Marriage Isn’t [Meant To Be] Hard.

I’m Just Not Feeling It Today

Today’s just one of those days; one of those kind where you don’t really feel sad or mad, but you’re just kind of meloncholy for not really any particular reason. It’s the kind of day where I fall into my own world of deep thoughts, and eventually start thinking about things that do make me mad or sad, maybe in some sort of subconscious effort to match my unexplainable mood.

For whatever reason, though, I’m just not feeling it today. Yesterday was a really rough day at work – a man I’ve known for 12 years, a good man, great leader and even better professor, husband and father, was done a great injustice. It started making me think about all of the utter bullshit I’ve seen in the oh-so-tightly-wound bureaucratic corporate world that plagues both private and state/government run institutions. It happens when the black and white hard lines of policy and procedure cloud the vision where you can no longer see the real, live person standing in front of you or on the other end of the phone. It happens when a society becomes so overrun with sue-happy people that we’re all of a sudden scared to sneeze without being held liable for some grossly exaggerated claim. It happens when an employer is too afraid to do the right thing when it comes to disciplinary action or even termination that we’re now forced to pay for a lazy asshole of a person to continue working. It’s all because of stuff we’ve done to ourselves, and yet we, as a society, just sit back and boo hoo about how unfair and unjust things are. When are we going to start doing something about it? When are we going to start making our voices heard at the polls, or maybe even run for office ourselves? It’s something I’m seriously considering.

So I went to school today, still upset about yesterday, and I was tired. I had a long evening with my kids, tried to go to bed early, but still slept like crap and woke up at 5:30am. I made my bed and even made coffee today in an effort to tell myself, “At least you have time to do ___ since you’re up so early,” but it didn’t really help. I went to class anyway, and in class, being one of three “non-traditional” students (that’s the school’s fancy way of saying we’re old), I found myself aggravated by the young students standing around talking for over 30 minutes instead of helping us finish today’s project so we could clean the lab space. You see, I was off of work today, which meant after class I could make the 35 mile drive back home and play with my kids today. I wanted to finish and leave.

On my way home I stopped to get groceries for dinner and bought myself flowers because I thought, “I deserve them.” Then it hit me. Loneliness.

Let me pause for a minute and say a couple of things. I’m totally fine being single. I’m the happiest I’ve been in 10 years. I no longer dread going home to meet someone who’s manipulative, emotionally abusive and unfaithful. I no longer feel like I’m under appreciated. I no longer feel ugly. I no longer feel worthless. I didn’t always feel this way, but after a year of healing post-separation/divorce I found the person who I’ve always been, but lost sight of. I learned to be happy on my own for the first time in my life. 

Now, after all that, it sucks being alone! I know, I know, I sound like I just completely contradicted myself, but I didn’t. I don’t mean it sucks to be alone in a way like you “need” someone to make you happy, I mean it just sucks to be physically alone sometimes. On those days when you’re exhausted coming home and all you can think about are the million-and-one things that need to be done, and all of which are relying on you alone. The kids who refuse to nap because they just want to see you. The grass that grows faster than my energy and time allows me to mow it, and then when you get time you run out of gas and can’t go get more because the kids are asleep. The dinner that never seems to cook itself. The homework and pressure of being a full-time graduate student. The impatience and restlessness from wanting my degree to go faster so I can fully get back on my feet financially. The desire to move somewhere far away to start over, but knowing I can’t. The dreams I have unfulfilled. The time I’d rather be spending with my mom so she can see more of her grandkids. The hand of a loved one in mine and hug I’d like to feel at the end of a long day. All of that is what I think about on a daily basis and it gets overwhelming at times, even depressing. I just get so tired of doing all of this alone sometimes that I want to scream, “It’s just not fair!”

So ya, I guess all of that to say, I’m just really not feeling it today.


TMI – You’ve Been Warned….

Your fit includes: 2 bags of protein, 2 boxes of fizz sticks, 2 boxes of detox tea, 1 seven day cleanse, 1 box of digestion plus, 1 bag of fiber boost, 30-day guide, and a FREE gift


So last month a team member of mine and my boyfriend embarked on our 30 Days to Healthy Living Challenge – aka: 30 Day Challenge, 30 Day Detox, whatever you fancy.

My boyfriend, of course, lost 30 pounds easily as we cut out most dairy, sodas, alcohol, bread/wheat, and processed sugars. Men.

I lost just under 10 pounds myself, and at first, was feeling really discouraged by that number on the scale. Maybe it’s my preconceived notion that a certain number is what’s ideal for me, or because I wanted to fit back into a pair of pants I haven’t worn in a while. Whatever the case may be several things happened recently that changed my opinion on that…

Before and After Pictures

I recently shared my boyfriend’s 14 day before and after pictures, but after 25 days of wondering if I was really seeing any changes I decided to take some of myself. Here’s my own personal results! Let me just preface them by saying I couldn’t be happier! I still have some work to do to meet my ultimate goal, but holy smokes that’s a big difference in 25 days!

I’ve Never Felt Better

One of the biggest differences I noticed almost immediately was how great I now feel. I didn’t realize how bogged down I was really feeling! The processed sugar was making my blood sugar spike then crash, the extra weight and bloating was making me feel tired all the time, and the constant coffee intake was upsetting my gut health as I just tried to stay awake. (Single mom and full-time grad student here)

After just the first week  my blood sugar balanced out with no more headaches and no more blurred vision immediately after eating. I felt clear-headed instead of struggling to focus on the tasks at hand. I’ve slept the best over the last month than I have in YEARS! (no exaggeration, I have a 3 and 4 year old) and I no longer get the intense, sudden hunger pangs at meal times because I’m allowed to snack healthily throughout the day. I just feel FABULOUS!

Then the Biggest Benefit Came and Went (this is the TMI part, so stop reading if you’re not ok with women stuff….)

For my entire mature woman life I’ve dealt with symptoms of PCOS and Endometriosis. My periods were never regular, passed blood clots as large as golf balls at times, cramp horribly to the point that I had extreme back pain and diarrhea, hormonal migraines that caused me to vomit, bleeding that last well over 6 days and bloating to the point that I’d go up almost a whole size in clothes every month. It took me three and a half years to get pregnant with my oldest daughter, having three miscarriages prior to that. My monthly cycles have literally been HELL for me since I was about 16 years old, most of my life suffering in silence.

I started seeing a chiropractor just before getting pregnant with my oldest daughter, and have more or less been seeing one on a regular basis since then. This helped tremendously with the regularity of my cycles and the most extreme pain that I dealt with on a regular basis, so to Peak Potential Family Chiropractic I owe a great deal of gratitude!

What I didn’t realize, though, was how much my diet was affecting so many other areas of my life. I ate pretty healthy, or so I thought, prior to doing the 30 Day Detox. I have fresh eggs from my own yard, purchase organic food as often as possible, and watch the amount of sugar I consume, but not to a level that I really understood was necessary. Did you know that people need less than 10g of sugar per day to meet our necessary energy requirements? Did you also know that most of us consume well over 15 times that amount per day?!

I ate bread, pasta, and enjoyed beer, probably a little too much, on a regular basis, but thought that was ok because I cooked at home 95% of the time, so that must be ok, right? Wrong! What I didn’t realize was all of the other ingredients in the food products we purchase on a regular basis, along with the added sugars, artificial sweeteners, flavorings, colors, etc. My body was well past time in need of a good detox!

So I embarked on my journey, and saw some great results as you read above. Then it happened. Day 25 I was scheduled to start my period, and really didn’t think much of it until it was over. You know what? It was fabulous! I mean, as fabulous as a period can be I suppose. Can I get an amen ladies? In all seriousness though, in over 14 years this is the first time I HAVE NOT  thrown up, HAVE NOT had a hormonal headache, HAVE NOT cramped, DID NOT bloat, HAVE NOT been completely exhausted, DID NOT have diarrhea, DID NOT have any back pain, and my period only last 5 days with NO CLOTS and it wasn’t heavy at all! HALLELUJAH!!!!

If that was the only benefit I would have received from this detox that would have been perfectly fine with me! I know many of you are still thinking this is a diet, or quick weight loss deal, and as you’ve ready above, this is so much more than that!

I really hope you consider joining my next group. Contact me to find out how to easily order your fit kit  and get added to our Facebook Group (you don’t have to be local to join us!).

Wonder Woman Rocked my Socks

Ok, I know I’m probably several weeks late in expressing my absolute FABULOUS review of the Wonder Woman movie, released earlier this month, but better late than never, right?

When my boyfriend asked if I wanted to see that movie shortly after it came out, I’m pretty sure my response was, “YES!!!” Ever since seeing the first preview I’ve been anxiously anticipating its release. I don’t consider myself a feminist, because I think that word, by definition, has been degraded to some form of modern woman that I don’t want to associate myself with, but I will say that I felt a sense of pride in being female when I first heard they were FINALLY making a female lead character action movie like this. There’s just something about being a single mom and considering myself to be a strong woman in general that made me absolutely elated and wanted to see her kick some Marvel ass! Pardon me…I’m getting excited again.

After seeing the movie I was Totally. And. Completely. Blown. Away. I was expecting the high intensity action that the movie clearly achieved, but what really got me right in the feels was the display of compassion, grace and love from Diana – Wonder Woman. I’m not the only one who took note of this either. Take a read here! And get out to see the movie this week!

It Happened

That moment I had been dreading finally happened a few weeks ago, well over a year since becoming single. I walked into church, settled into my usual seat, sang a couple of songs, and when we were prompted to greet one another a lady said, “Oh, you’re [my ex-husband’s] wife, aren’t you?”

No, no ma’am I’m not. You see, the church I still go to was the church he grew up in. We attended church there together for 6 years before he left. There are many families in the church that have known him since he was a teenager, and still associate me with him. I wanted to crawl under my chair and die. I changed my name back to my maiden name for a reason.

I wasn’t expecting to hurt as bad as it did either. Don’t get me wrong, today I’m 100% happy with my decision to go through with divorcing him. Like I said, there’s a reason why I changed my name back, and through wonderful counseling and lots of prayerful thought I’ve come to understand exactly the type of hell I was truly living in, but didn’t want to recognize at the time of our separation. I didn’t believe in divorce, and even more so believed in the vows I took on our wedding day. I think the reason it hurt was because what I still feel is just disappointment. I feel disappointed in his actions and decisions, even still to date as I battle for what’s best for my children emotionally. I’m disappointed that it has to be this way even though I’m happy and have moved on with my life. I’m disappointed for my girls, to have to grow up with divorced parents, because I know what that’s like still at 30 years old when it comes to planning trips, holidays and special events. It’s a total pain in the ass!

So ya, just like any mature adult….I’ve been avoiding church for weeks now. I know, I know, “But Amanda you’re so strong and you’ve come through a lot and you can go back to church confidently! So what if they thought you were still married!” I know. I’ve been listening to sermons online and trying to muster my courage to go back. I’ve gone a few times and sat there, praying the whole time that no one would talk to me, but I’m working on returning with my head held high. I will soon, I promise.


“Detox” Is An Ugly Word

Detox – it’s been a word in recent years that either gets people excited or cringe at the sound of it. There’s this assumption that in order to complete a successful detox you must either starve yourself, eat strange foods or costly supplements only, or spend 24/7 in the bathroom because your body is voiding everything possible. I’m here to say maybe there’s products available to the general public that do promote those things, but not all programs and products are created equal.

A true, healthy detox will not do any of those things to you. Arbonne’s 30 Days to Healthy Living Challenge will not deprive you of food or consumption and you won’t be running for the bathroom for a full 30 days. Instead you’ll be drinking two filling protein shakes per day with gut-health promoting additives, consuming fizzy sticks and detox tea for energy and calming support of your elimination organs, learning how to exercise in a healthy life-giving way, cooking and eating clean at home with even some tips for eating out, gaining more restful nights sleep, improved mood and clarity of thought, and at the end of 30 days you’ll be so glad you took this challenge because now you have a path to get your life back! This if far from starving yourself to lose weight!

Detoxing isn’t anything new, but it seems to, just recently, be taking the world by storm. Why is that? Well it’s no secret that the United States has been one of the “fattest” countries in the world for several years running. Our busy lifestyles and easy access to fast food, processed and pre-packaged things make poor choices more efficient to make at times, leading to an increased consumption of chemicals, preservatives, artificial flavors, sweeteners and additives, which in turn cause inflammation and more deposition of adipose (fat) tissue in our bodies. Dr. Oz completed a three part video series on detox-friendly foods in 2013 discussing the same things we train you on in Arbonne’s 30 Day Challenge!  You can watch the video series below.

This is about learning how to make better health choices when it comes to what you’re consuming to you can be a healthier version of you, that’s it! When you get your gut healthy, stop putting processed ingredients into your body, reduce or eliminate inflammation promoting foods, exercise and consume healthy things your body will begin to function better. A better functioning body will burn fat, and, most importantly, will feel better!

I’m leading a group through a 30 Day Challenge right now and here’s Doug’s 14 day results! He’s down over 20 pounds, wore a pair of jeans this last weekend that were too tight 2 weeks ago, and can now buckle his belt on the third set of holes in instead of the last ones. He’s swinging better each week in his men’s league softball, sleeping better at night and now enjoys working out on a regular basis. The best was when he told me yesterday, “This money saving this is legit. I’m not spending money on crap food or a bunch of beer. Buying healthy food and fruits and veggies is a lot cheaper and I was able to put over $200 in savings this month.” Detoxing has more benefits than just on your waistline! Check out Doug’s before and 14 day picture comparison below!

Are you ready to join my July 1st group? I host groups each month just through a Facebook Group, so no need to join a special gym or meet up. You do your own detox in the comfort of your home on your schedule. To order your kit go to my website and click on Shop Arbonne in the second menu from the top of the page. If you’re already a client or preferred client you can click login. If you haven’t yet ordered then click Sign Up Now under the Preferred Client section (bottom right button). You’ll follow the on-screen prompts until you confirm your registration, then click continue shopping when you see this as an option. After you’ve completed your registration and you’re back where you can shop click on SPECIAL OFFERS and select the Arbonne Special Value Packs. You’ll see the Nutrition One close to the top, if not the first value pack available. Select this one. It will automatically come with a box of Digestion Plus, two boxes of Detox Tea, and a bag of Fiber. You will select your flavors of Vegan Protein (Chocolate, Vanilla, or 1 of each), your flavors of Fizz Sticks (Citrus, Pomegranate, or 1 of each), and a 7-Day Cleanse or Greens Balance. The 7-Day cleanse and the Greens Balance are both options for your free gift, and I recommend having and using both for the 30 day challenge, so pick one in your kit and get the other as your free gift.

I hope you’ll consider joining my next group that starts in a few short weeks! If you have any trouble ordering your kit contact me directly and I can help you to make sure you get it in time!