What’ll you have today? – The Universe

After an exceptionally long day yesterday, followed by a long day today, that will be followed by a long day tomorrow, and then again on Monday I decided I needed a change in perspective.

I need to stop saying that I can’t make it through the next three days on track.

I need to stop saying that I won’t be successful.

I need to stop saying that I’m going to fail.


I need to start saying that I CAN.

I need to start saying I WILL.

Most importantly I need to come up with a PLAN and tell the universe that I don’t care what’s coming next because I will SUCCEED.

Lisa Nichols said it best… “Whatever we say about ourselves and our lives is the “order” we are placing in the Universe’s restaurant.”

Happy Saturday and don’t forget to be careful with what you’re ordering today!


Get your own ruler!

I think that one of my biggest setbacks in life is comparing myself to others. I try to measure my progress with someone else’s ruler.

I’m not as successful. I’m not losing as much weight. I’m not where I’m supposed to be. I’m not married. I don’t have kids yet. I don’t this, I’m not that and the list goes on, and on and on.

BUT then I remember that…

I am successful. Sometimes I need to remind myself that I’m ONLY 25 and that I have a LOT of life left to live.

I am losing weight. In fact, I’ve lost 45% of my goal. Sure sometimes I gain a little then have to lose it again but every pound, whether it’s up or down, is a part of the journey.

I am exactly where I’m supposed to be. I have a lot to be thankful for. A loving family, awesome friends, a good job, a new truck, a roof over my head, a full fridge etc. My life may not be “perfect”, but who’s life is?

I am not married (yet). But why do I even think that marriage is part of success? Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure being married (to the right person) is an incredible journey in itself, but is that really something you want to rush into?

I don’t have kids yet. Yet… Adrienne, you are only 25. You have a ton of time left to have kids. Just because other people your age have already started families doesn’t mean you need to do the same.

See, the biggest problem with comparing your success to someone else’s is that no two people are alike. That means that no two people are going to experience the same things, at the same time or in the same order. There is no right way, or wrong way, to get to the end destination.

In all honesty, I think it’s about time that we get our own damn rulers and stop measuring ourselves with someone else’s. What’s the rush anyways? Take a moment to enjoy the life you’ve be given… after all, tomorrow is never guaranteed. If you keep focusing on what you don’t have you’ll miss out on what you do.


Flashback to Last Year’s Post

I wrote this post a year ago and it popped up in my Facebook memories today. It was a good reminder that beauty comes from the inside and just because you aren’t “perfect” doesn’t mean you aren’t beautiful.

I felt beautiful today. Not because I’m finally the perfect size or because I was having a good hair day. It wasn’t because my makeup was just right or my outfit was the cutest thing in my closet.

I felt beautiful because I finally looked in the mirror and saw who I was.

My body is getting stronger every day and I have learned to appreciate and cherish every step of this journey. Whether it is more definition, or a new jiggle in a weird spot (because sometimes your body changes in a weirder way than you could have ever imagined).

I’ve learned to accept the fact that I will never have perfectly straight hair, it’s just never going to happen. But sometimes magic happens when I embrace my natural curl. My face will still breakout and sometimes I will look like I haven’t slept in days. But my eyes will always have a little sparkle and my smile will always shine (even on the dark days because I refuse to let the bad days win).

There is no perfect body, or hair. Your makeup will never change who you are and your outfit is just an accessory. Beauty isn’t one size fits all. Everyone struggles. Everyone has good days, and not so good days.

If you can take five seconds to embrace who you are and enjoy every curve, bump, bruise, curl, spot or whatever it is that makes you, YOU. Then you will be perfectly you. Because that’s what this is about. It’s about embracing who you are.

I promise you that magic happens when you learn to love yourself.


Change your perspective and smash that jar!

When life gives you mayo smash the jar. Just kidding, the cleanup isn’t worth it.

In all seriousness I had two choices when this happened to me this morning. The mayo could’ve either made me bitter or better.

I chose better.

I chose to see the humour in it – Hey Monday! I see you hiding over there.

I chose to see the artistic dog face splattered on the floor – I have a lovely member in one of my Whole30 groups to thank for that.

I chose to be thankful – See how about 50% somehow landed right side up and didn’t even overflow onto the floor?

So tell me.. what are you going to do the next time life throws mayo your way?


It’s been twenty-five years…

I’ve spent twenty-five years on this planet with a good twenty-something of them thinking that I just wasn’t good enough. That I wasn’t pretty enough or thin enough or smart enough or this enough, or that enough. But the truth is that I just wasn’t listening to the right people.

One day something clicked and I realized that I’m never going to be enough anything for the wrong people. There’s always going to be people that don’t like me and that’s ok. There’s always going to be people that think I’m this and people that think I’m that.

BUT there’s also going to be people that think I’m perfect just the way I am. The ones that think I’m beautiful, funny, brilliant, vibrant, and astonishing. The ones that accept me after I lose a little weight, or gain a little weight. The ones that don’t even notice what size I am because they see much more than just that.

Those are the people I want in my life. The people that accept my flaws, and acknowledge that nobody is perfect. The people that will go along with my crazy ideas, and support my dreams no matter how big or ambitious they may seem. The ones that pick me up when I’m down, and most importantly the ones that read all the way to here because they truly care what I have to say.

I’ve spent twenty-five years on this planet, twenty-something of them questioning why the hell I was here. Now I plan on spending the next twenty plus something living my life to the fullest. No more questioning if I’m good enough because I already know that I am. I’m good enough to me and that’s perfectly fine. I’ve only got one chance to live this life and I don’t plan on spending any more time questioning whether or not I’m this or that.

Change starts from within so that’s exactly where I’m starting. It’s time to start talking to myself like I would talk to someone I love.



Where it all started…

I have to say one of my favourite parts of life is hearing peoples’ stories. The who, the what, the when, the where, and most importantly the WHY. So what would be more fitting than starting off my blog with the story of where it all began…

It will come as no surprise to the people that know me when I say that I have been sick for over a year. It has been a year filled with doctors, tests and, very few answers. A year that pushed me to find a different way to heal my body because clearly modern medicine didn’t have the answers I was looking for.

I’m a firm believer that the universe brings you what you need when you need it. For instance, last summer I was at a birthday party when endocrine disorders somehow made their way into the conversation. This always gets me going because I, like many other women, have an endocrine disorder. My endocrine disorder is best unknown as PCOS aka polycystic ovarian syndrome. A disorder that literally wreaks havoc on your body whenever it sees fit. PCOS is a beast of a disorder because it effects everyone a little differently and can actually change the way it effects you over time.

Anyways, back to the story… it was at this party that I learned about hormonal profiling. Fast forward a few months to when I had finally tracked down the hormonal profiler and even managed to get an appointment within the week. It wasn’t a surprise when he told me that I would need to get my belly fat, cortisol, and insulin under control.

Restrictive meal plan enter here.

After my initial consultation, I decided that I would start next Monday. Well, next Monday quickly became the next next Monday, and the next next Monday eventually became the next Month. The next month quickly became December and well no one starts a nutrition program in December, so December quickly became January and by January that was it. I had made a commitment that I was going to do it, January was going to be my month!

In comes January and I was determined. This was it! I am FINALLY going to get myself on track, and so I did. Since I was already going to be eating food from an “approved” list of foods consisting of vegetables, meats and healthy fats, I figured I may as well take it a step further and cut out ALL added sugars.

Enter Whole30 here.

So there I was, January 1st jumping head first into Round 1 of my Whole30 journey. The same round that I had successfully procrastinated for all of 2017. At least 2017 was a fairly dedicated Whole30 research period, right? Surely after a year of procrastination and research I would be ready! For those of you that don’t know what Whole30 is, it’s essentially an elimination diet that cuts out foods that are inflammatory and generally not so good for you. The idea is that you cut them out for 30 days, tame your “sugar dragon” then eventually start to reintroduce foods back into your diet in order to see what, if anything, causes you issues. [For more info on Whole30 visit http://www.whole30.com]

I decided to get involved with a few Whole30 support groups, and come mid-January I had actually started moderating a few of them. There was just something about it that pulled me in and made me crave more; which is ironic considering Whole30 encourages you to take control of (and fight) your cravings. That being said I began to feel inspired and quickly discovered that helping others work through their own rounds ignited a fire inside of me. That fire quickly developed into a passion that would later turn into a desire to do more with my life. A passion that pushed me to help others and inspire them to do better every day. A passion that encouraged me to dig deeper, and most importantly take better care of myself.

It was then that I realized I’ve already spent twenty-five years on this planet, and I wanted to make sure that the next twenty-five years are better than the last (more on this later).

So there it is… my long short story of what brought me to where I am today.