Let’s talk about the lie we’ve been sold: That saying "no" means you're missing out. Nah. Not here. Not anymore. Every time you say no to something that doesn’t serve who you’re becoming — you're actually saying yes to your real self. The one you admire. The one who's ready to take up space. That’s what I call the FOMO Flip. Fear Of Missing Out becomes Focus On Me Only. That’s how we move from stuck to sovereign. 🔥 CHALLENGE: Drop a comment below with ONE thing you’ve recently said “no” to — and how it actually made you feel more powerful, not deprived. Did you skip the drive-thru and make a real meal? Say no to plans so you could actually rest? Not finish the bottle of wine? Pause before reacting? Delete the app? Whatever it was — honor it here. We celebrate clarity over chaos. Discipline over distraction. 👇 Let’s hear your FOMO Flip.

This little $15 clip-on pedometer said 3,233 steps by 7:30am — and that’s without a single smart feature. You don’t need an Apple watch You don’t need a FitBit You don’t even need an app. You just need to move — and know how to estimate. Here’s the manual cheat sheet: 🕒 10 minutes of walking ≈ 1,000 steps 🚶‍♀️ 1 mile ≈ 2,000–2,200 steps 🕒 30 minutes ≈ 3,000 steps 🕒 1 hour ≈ 6,000 steps If your daily goal is 8k–10k steps (great for fat loss, blood sugar regulation, and mood support), you’ve got options: ✅ 3-5 walks a day (20 mins each) ✅ 1 long walk and light movement through the day ✅ Or just stacking small things: parking farther, pacing on calls, dancing while you clean — it ALL counts. You don’t need fancy. You need follow-through. want the clip on counter? Cuz math and time and energy... Grab it HERE 📊 Drop how you've moved the needle today. Could be anything (not just steps) We celebrate forward motion here.

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Today’s not just another day. Today’s the anniversary of my mother’s death. Not my biological mother. My father’s sister. The woman who raised me. The woman who saved me. After my dad passed when I was 2, and my biological mother couldn’t care for us, we were thrown into the system — orphanage, foster care — while Michele fought for us. Fought for me. She thought of everyone else first. She worked her fingers to the bone. She took us in after raising her own kids — after already helping to raise others' children after loss. She was the glue. She was the rock. She was the woman who held it all together… ...and lost herself in the process. When she died two years ago, something inside me snapped. I couldn't just celebrate her. I couldn’t just mourn her. I was angry. Angry that she let herself disappear. Angry that she made herself small to make everyone else’s life bigger. Angry that I had no idea what her dreams even were. She was a free spirit locked inside invisible bars made of other people’s expectations — and she never fought her way out. And when she passed, I realized something gut-wrenching: I was walking the same damn path. Putting everyone first. Silencing my own voice. Sacrificing my own health, dreams, energy — and calling it "love." It wasn't love. It was martyrdom. And it ends with resentment, not legacy. So I changed. I decided to fight for myself — on purpose. I decided to put my health first — without apology. I decided to lead by example, not obligation. I decided that being a mother, a woman, a partner, a human — does NOT mean living on the back burner. That lie stops with me. Now, I live differently. Now, I draw the line in the sand. Now, I show up for others by first showing up for myself. I lead by standing tall — not by collapsing into sacrifice. I used to be angry with her. Now I’m grateful beyond measure. Because her selflessness taught me to become self-full. Not empty. Not angry. Not burnt out. Whole. I am strong, so that I can set the example.

PSA: Cheese is not bad for you. What did she just say?! Yup. Read it again. Cheese isn’t unhealthy — processed cheese is. (Not all cheese is created equal, hon.) 🚫 Skip the pre-shredded bags and plasticky slices. They’re filled with anti-caking agents, low-grade oils, and fillers your gut absolutely hates. ✅ Instead, try real cheese — like parmesan by BelGioioso. • Minimal ingredients • Protein dense • Naturally low in carbs • Insanely flavorful so a little goes a long way You can snag it at Costco (they even sell a snack-size bag at your local grocery store 👏). And yes, you can absolutely enjoy 1–2 oz a day. Your gut will chill. Your cravings will back off. And you’ll stop pretending that rubbery “cheese product” is giving you joy. Still not sure why this approach works? Watch: https://www.skool.com/pkcommunity/classroom/d737a7f6?md=cd32791b42df4c689e7d5b3e96383f06 #FoodHackFriday