I did veggie and fruit for lunch. I am a little gassy from cauliflower and broccoli! Think I can make it through the wedding? Crossing fingers! I am a bridesmaid!

What is the most unhealthy thing you love to eat the most? I mean the thing you just can't quit.... 👇

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Been a hot week, so I decide to treat myself to vanilla ice cream with Honey with Apple & Cinnamon drip on them. I trying to use more of the infused honey instead of anything with refined sugar. Last month made a batch of gonola bars with the same honey.. . OMG. Lemon/Ginger tea and raspberry honey.. YUM!

I am stressed the eff out. There are never enough minutes in the day to accomplish everything I MUST do. Everything is on a clock 📝 The tasks 🏆 The goals 💪The workouts 🚙The route to work 🥩 Nutrition Running my business on the side Even my damn ovaries are holding up a watch saying “tick tick” ⌚ My brain starts to flood with all I am responsible for and I suddenly feel like my traps are bigger than Arnold Schwarzenegger’s… Not because of weight lifting and protein Because of tension. And then… It hits me. It’s the same every time, like an epiphany. “Importance” “urgency” “VALUE” is where I place it. Whatever I pile on my physical plate has a purpose. So should what I pile on my metaphorical plate. In this moment, my lungs fill to the brim, then release all of mole holes I turned into mountains. I tip my pretend plate over the trash And slide off the junk that isn’t nutrient dense Whatever doesn’t serve a purpose to ACTUALLY nourish: Me My family My business [splat] in the trash. What’s left, I always find, is far more manageable than I realized, more of a blessing than I’m giving credit, and even enjoyable with an attitude shift. So... though I took a step back for a hot minute to mentally prepare for: An upcoming trigger pull move Driving out of state to visit sick family and turning basically around Then immediately moving- all while working peak busy season at my 9-5…. I’m grateful to return to my epiphone moment. To recognize I got this. What do you have going on that is making you feel like Spongebob in these ridiculously accurate depictions of me?