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Things Change

After going to this last strongcamp in New York my goals changed…

The women I met there were amazing. 100 different women from around the country.  I took so much away from this weekend but I also let things go. TAKE NO SHIT, DO NO HARM.  I let go of the anger and some of my “sickness”.   I needed to realize that i can not control every situation and I do not have to react.  I just have to start listen. Listening is probably one of the hardest things for me because i just want to fix other peoples problems right away. I can always see a solution or how to put your first foot forward. I think that is because I have had to put my life together over and over . The greatest compliment that I recieved over the weekend was that I was a natural caretaker and nurturer. I have never thought of myself like this before. It was so nice to see in a different light.  

We had the pleasure of going on a small hike in the woods. It was one of the most powerful things I have ever done in my life. 

I no longer want to do a fitness competition to walk across stage for 9 seconds… It is just not me.. Plus I am having my surgery in December and I do not want to be that strict with myself.    I am going to work on my mindset and just staying strong.  Don’t get me wrong maybe I will do a show in  months to a year it is just not for me at this time.  I felt like i was not giving it my all and that is not okay.  I have many physical limitations and it sometimes discourages me but I am not giving up just changing my agenda. 

I realize I am not like everyone else I am different and thats ok. 

Photo Credit goes to

@STRONGFitnessmag @STRONGCAMP @liz_cort_fitness_ and photo by @paulbuceta

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Trust

Trust

It’s hard to trust someone or the system when you’ve built up walls for so many years. I’m learning though. In order to get to my next goal I have to put my trust in someone else for the next 8 weeks. Luckily she’s an incredible person. Little by little I’m learning to conquer this. I know I can do it. 

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Out of your box

I decided that I’m going to do a fitness competition before my spine surgery on December 5th. I’m so excited but I’m also so scared. It’s a goal that I’ve always wanted to do but I’ve never had the opportunity before now. They say you don’t grow unless you push yourself out of your comfort zone so that’s what I’m doing. I’m so uncomfortable. I better grow real fucking big 😂😂😂…  yesterday I tried a 45 minute HIT cardio workout for the first time. I smashed the shit out of it. It consisted of a lot of running, jump lunges and walking .I didn’t think I’d be able to do it because my body hurts so bad haha I did it. It’s amazing what you can do when you put your mind to it. This morning when I got up my everything hurts but that’s nothing new to me it’s like that everyday it just hurts a little more today. 

Things that have been the toughest so far are sticking to the meal plan exactly and drinking that damn gallon of water everyday. You wouldn’t think drinking water would be so hard but it is. OMG I’m walking around in heels for the posing that just straight up sucks. So awkward I really think that men need to walk around in those heels. 

I didn’t realize how many people are watching me .How many people I inspire. I really just want to show my daughter that you can do anything you just have to believe.

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Walking

When you’re in pain something so simple as taking a walk with the dogs is such a big decision. I woke up this morning and my everything hurts. I know lately I’ve been overdoing it I always overdo it. As I sit here drinking my morning coffee I’m debating whether or not to go back to bed or go for the walk. At 40 years old I shouldn’t have to get out of bed every morning and hurt so bad. 

Body Image · Chronic pain · DISH Disease · My Journey · Pain · Spine Surgery · Surgery

Body Image

As I took a picture this morning to send to my friend , she wanted to see how my spray tan came out, I saw a how flawed my body was. I was a spray tan virgin until I had my cherry popped yesterday😂😂😂.  As you can imagine from having all the surgeries that I’ve had I’m full of scars and my body is disproportionate. When you look at me my left side of my body it is higher than the right .It bothers me because it makes one of my breasts hang lower than the other. In the scheme of things it really doesn’t matter because I can still walk. As a woman mentally sometimes it fucks with my head. It’s because I am missing ribs on the right side and I have a titanium one this makes me off kilter. Everytime I look in the mirror I focus on that  horrible year in my life of the operations ,rehabs, suffering and infections. I need to make new memories which I’m trying to do. It’s not like when I see the stretch marks on my belly and I think wow I have two beautiful children and I’m blessed. And although my back is scarred from one end to the other I don’t see it that often. I think it’s ugly but I’m starting to replace it with beautiful muscles. Body Images something that I struggle with because it was ingrained in my mind as a child from my father that you had to be perfect and I was just never good enough. Today I’m just blessed I can walk and I’m thankful for the small things in life but this morning when I took that picture it just hit me a little hard. I sometimes wonder what other women have for body image issues.  do they see what I see when they look in the mirror? 

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Photo-shoot

This coming Saturday I am doing my first professional photo shoot to show how far I have come on my health and wellness journey.I am so nervous! Not really sure why, i stood naked today in front of the spray tan lady. That was a little weird. That was also a first for me, spray tan. Not to sure how I feel about that.  I think it might be the other girls that are making me nervous. Their nervousness and fears are wearing on me.  I bought some incredibly cute outfits. Stuff that I would not normally wear.  Even though I am a little scared i am so excited. I have worked so hard for this day.  I have been on a  week lean down diet. i tried to be as strict as possible but I could have done a little bit better.  Pictures to come!

Chronic pain · DISH Disease · Family · Fitness · Isagenix · Life Coach · My Journey · Pain · Setbacks · Spine Surgery · Uncategorized

Isabody Challenge Essay

 

This is the essay I just wrote for My isabody challeng. It’s not that great. let me know what you guys think.

 

I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. It was time to take back control of my
life. How had I become so lost? In September of 2016, I decided, enough was enough. I
was determined to become healthy, even if it killed me. I started walking every day,
telling myself, “baby steps”. I lost 40 pounds on my own before I made the phone call in
January 2017, to my inspirational friend Sarah, who had been on Isagenix for a few
months. I had been secretly stalking her on social media and I knew I needed help. At
170, I hit a plateau and still had no energy. Never asking for help has always been my
downfall and I have always put others before me. Making Carie a priority and giving her
some self-love was very difficult at first for me to do.
The first day of the rest of my life was filled with so much energy that it was hard
to believe. I had to ask myself, “Is it all just a dream???” No Carie, this is now your
reality and you are so worth it. On the first day on Isagenix, I headed straight to the gym
to meet Sarah. Weightlifting and cardio kickboxing was on that day’s agenda. In my
rush, I neglected to take my morning medication. Sarah was delivering my first box of
products that I ordered from her and I still had doubts about it working. I knew it couldn’t
make my life any worse because the last 10 years had been filled with chronic pain. As
we walked to her car, exhausted from the effects of no pain medications, I ripped open
my magic box and tore into a Lemon Passion Crunch Isalean Bar. It was delicious. I
wasn’t so tired anymore. That same day I took my two dogs for a walk, had a Isagenix
Shake, and went back to the gym with my daughter because I was full of energy. After
the first week, I thought there was no way these products were real. They couldn’t have
changed the way I felt that quick because I had been in a bad place physically and
mentally for so long.Things were so stressful. I was angry at the world and I had lost
myself. I knew I never wanted to lose myself again.
On January 29, my oldest son entered a rehabilitation program for drugs and
alcohol. It was time to focus on my 14 year old daughter, my husband and myself. I
needed to focus on Carie first and it started with stepping outside the box, a challenge.
On February 6, I joined the Isabody challenge. The end date was perfect for me
because it happened to be the 1 year anniversary from my last spine surgery, where I
weighed 210 lbs. I have had 20 surgeries in 10 years, 9 which have been on my spine.
I am at an advanced stage of an incurable disease called diffuse idiopathic skeletal
hyperostosis. In short, it calcifies my ligaments, grows bone spurs on my joints and
sometimes paralyzes me. I have never let it stop me and never will. This challenge was so important for me because it was going to push me to a whole new level.
Having many health issues over the years, I had not been eating properly for a
long time. Breakfast was a meal I avoided. Over the last four months, my lifestyle has
changed I now start my day with an Isalean shake and my ionic supreme (Happy Juice).
In the last 13 years, my family was lucky if I cooked one meal a month because it
caused me so pain. Now, I cook every night and I am so proud of myself.
I have had so many firsts in the last four months, I have stopped counting. I
finally know what I want to be when I grow up; a life coach. I love helping others
become healthy and I’m now doing that every single day; building a team. I want to help
those who suffer from chronic pain and let them know they do not have to live the way I
have lived for the last 12 years. That with a proper nutrition program and exercise,
things can change. I am not saying it is going to be easy, but it is going to be so worth it.
I want to take you from the couch into the land of the living again because that was my
life for so long. When you are lost, I want to help you find your spark. Someone very
special showed me that light in Isagenix and its tribe of people and I want to do the
same for others. I want to help others find their light and let them know, that they too,
can become the best version of themselves. Isagenix has completely changed my life,
in more ways than I ever could have imagined. Most importantly, I have finally found
myself after so many years of feeling so lost and I could not be more thankful for the life
changing opportunities Isagenix has given me. I am loving life and could not be more
excited for what the future holds.

Daughter · DISH Disease · Family · Fitness · Husband · Love · Muscle Spasms · My Journey · Pain · Setbacks · Spine Surgery · Surgery · Uncategorized

Panic

d972fc0bad532f6bf7634c05cc784d1dLast night my daughter and I are sitting in the car after the gym.  I asked her if I could post on Facebook that we just had a great workout. As I turned to look at her all the sudden I had a muscle spasm in my neck. I usually get them when I yawn and they last for about 10 seconds. I can’t breathe and it is weird as fuck. This all  started  happening after I had one of my spine surgery spine surgery 2 years ago. It’s usually no big deal. Last night was horrendous.  My face muscles froze up as well as neck  my chest. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t talk and it seemed like it lasted forever. The tears started rolling down my eyes. At this point I don’t know what to do so I panicked. I grabbed onto my daughters arm and squeeze tight with all my might. She started to panic and asked me if she should call Dad. I couldn’t even respond. I felt hopeless and helpless. I never want my daughter to feel that way. It probably only lasted for 30 seconds but it seemed like hours in my mind. When it stopped it felt like I’ve been underwater for five minutes because I was gasping for air. My neck and face hurt so bad it felt like someone choked me out. I felt on fire.  I had to sit in the car for a few minutes and regroup.  I didn’t even want to drive I was scared to turn on the car. What if I happens again when I’m driving home down the road with my daughter and I killed someone, us. The doctors told me that things like this we’re going to start happening to me and I didn’t want to believe them. Well it’s happening and it’s scaring the fuck out of me. I made it home safe and sound. I took a deep breath of fresh air when I pulled into the driveway. I sent my daughter into our house to get my husband and then I broke down in the car.  I sobbed my eyes out.   I’m scared. I’m scared of the unknown. I’m scared of what will happen. Today as I sit here typing this, my throat hurts. It’s so sore. It hurt all morning as I talked to people. I just want to go crawl in my bed and hide. But instead I got up. I went to the gym and now I’m going to get some work done. No one really knows what goes on with me on a daily basis. I hide it all.  I even hide a lot from my husband. Does he see the silent tears that roll down my face as we lay there in the darkness at night?  Does he hear my plea for help from a highpower? I paste a fake smile on and I act like there’s nothing wrong. When really inside I’m dying a little each day. I’m trying to make the best out of it. Trying not to let anyone see the broken me. At the same time I’m trying to fix myself it’s so confusing.  Brick by brick I am trying to build myself back up. I am always in fight or flight mode. 

Children · Dad · Lost · Love · My Journey · Uncategorized

9 Years Old. Was I good enough?

At 9 years old I was happy . It was a great age. At that point in my life things were ok . not great but manageable. My role models were my dad and my grandfather. 

I looked up to my day because he represented STRONG. He was an athlete, gymnast, weight lifter ,a logger, my coach and was always working hard. My grandfather because he was patient , kind, a teacher and a hard worker.  I always wanted to prove to my dad that I was good enough, strong enough that I could be just like one of the boys. Body image was a big deal to him . I  can remember my dad making comments to my mom about her weight and the way she looked. Funny thing was my mom was never big. She was never bigger than a size 10. She always carried herself with pride and looked beautiful.  I felt loved by my mother, I can see that now as I look back. And I was definitely loved by my maternal grandparents but my dad was different. I knew he loved me but I was just never good enough. We were always conscious about being healthy because my dad had high blood pressure and my mom was always on a diet.  She was always working out in the kitchen with her canned  goods as weights. The Jane Fonda VHS tapes were always play.  Celebrities at that time in my life at the time were Pippi long-stocking and Punky brewster.  They were independent, always smiling . They seemed to never let anything get them down. Each one seemed to always be on a great adventure and we lived on 100 plus acres of land at the time and I loved to think of my life as an adventure too.   Gender roles were definitely a strong influence in my life. My father thought women should be barefoot and pregnant. I just wanted to be one of the boys. Hell I dont think I could have gotten much more tom boy if I tried. If my father said no or that I could not do something or that it was meant for boys. I did it. I mastered it. I was better than any boy doing the sport at the time, from hunting to baseball. 

Wow I did not realize how much this effected me until I wrote this today. I never wanted my kids to feel that way, not good enough.  I wanted them to be loved for what was inside of their hearts, not what they could achieve or what their bodies looked like.  Do you know that my daughter actually thought she should have been a boy because she was a tom boy. Because I taught her everything I know.  It was horrible. She even thought I was gay because I do a lot of man stuff. Who decides what is man stuff and what is women stuff? How sad it that ? Because that is what society is making her think now a days. I told her no, it makes me a strong  independent women who can take care of herself no matter the situation. LIFE OR DEATH. Now when her and I go to our mountain home she has a whole new outlook on things. I am so proud that my daughter can use a woodspliter, generator, chainsaw, Ax, lawnmower, and any other power tool. She is 14 and can already drive my car. She rides a dirtbike and fourwheeler.  I love that she can shoot my riffle. I am proud of her.

At the end of this, I have no idea why my dad was my role model growing up it should have been my mom. She had the strength to over come and get out of all the horrible things my father put me and my 3 sisters through.  All the abuses, physical and emotional. My mom and I may still have some issues but I am proud to be her Daughter

Your life is what you make it!

Fitness · Isagenix · Life Coach · Love · My Journey · Uncategorized

Fit for the 4th

We are having a challenge for the the next four weeks in the group that I belong too. I love our challenges. We work on our mind, body, and soul. I forgot how competitive that I am.. At first I was competitive with others, now I just love competing with myself. Challenging myself to a higher level each time.  It is so amazing to keep digging deeper into myself. It helps me grow into the person that I have yet to become.  Everyone in our group is simply amazing. No one person is on the same journey but yet we all have something in common.  My tribe of people has begun to grow and its up lifting to watch other people flourish. I love helping people.