VP Of Sales
I grew up in a neighborhood where all the kids played together; street hockey, climbing trees, rollerblading and playing basketball in each other’s driveways. It was awesome! Whatever I ate, was burned off without even realizing it. However, when I stopped playing the weight started to show. I remember at the age of 9 a family member put me on my first diet, 9 YEARS OLD! The vicious weight cycle had just veered its ugly face and my battle was only beginning.
From the age of 9, I’ve had to work hard to keep my weight off. I’m in my mid 30’s now and the struggle continues. I’ve never been able to eat whatever I wanted without paying the price. As I got older, I became more sedentary wether it be my desk job, my traveling sales rep position or bellied up at my favorite wine bar. I was eating at my desk or on the road in my car and found every excuse why I couldn’t make it to the gym. Even a brisk walk around my neighborhood would be trumped by a text from a friend to meet up for Taco Tuesday. I mean, it’s Taco Tuesday! I figured, if someone didn’t love me for me, every dimple, roll and saddle bag, then they just didn’t love the real me. Problem was, I didn’t love the “real me”! I don’t think I even knew who the “real me” was. I continued to ignore the obvious and drown my depression in food and wine. Lots and lots of wine. I truly forgot what it was like to feel good in my own skin.
When I started dating my now husband, I was in the worst physical shape of my life. He looked like a frickin’ super hero. He had abdominal muscles in places I never knew existed. It was a tad intimidating to say the least. Still, I stayed on my downward spiral of bad health and he stuck by my side. Only leading by example; exercising daily, eating foods that fueled him, and choosing water over wine (what a weirdo).
He was going through a rigorous battle of recovery from a career ending accident and was using exercise as his therapy. It was the one thing he had control over. He was like a chemist in the kitchen with his “self made” amino acid supplement he coined; L-iquid Youth. Every morning he’d measure out what seemed like 1000 different ingredients, mix it with water and chug it down. He’d repeat this same ritual at night time. I was admittedly annoyed by the process, until his discipline and refusal to give up on life started to click with me. What if I started to take this amino drink and maybe exercised a bit? Maybe I wouldn’t feel like crap everyday. Maybe I could be proud of the person looking back at me in the mirror.
(I’d been running from her for a long time.)
That’s when he developed the Women’s Liquid Youth formula. He began to make two super annoying drinks every morning & night and I began to join him in his workouts. I started to feel a sense of pride in myself again and felt like I was receiving physical and mental therapy at the gym. I started sleeping better, having a BM regularly (can I get an Amen), my skin cleared up, my energy was both strong and consistent. I couldn’t wait to get home from work to hit the gym! Whoa, who was this person? The “real me” was starting to shine through. I started to feel and see the difference and so could others (Insert confidence boost here). I’d forgotten what that felt like and let me tell you, I wasn’t going to let it go again. I decided I wasn’t ready to give up on life either. I’ve lost 34lbs since the day I took control of my health and my future. I’ve been able to maintain the weight loss by exercising consistently, using food as fuel not as a crutch and taking L-iquid Youth. Those drinks sure don’t seem annoying anymore. It’s true what they say, “the body achieves what the mind believes” and I finally believe in myself again.