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Self-limiting beliefs

 

Self-limiting beliefs
Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Self-limiting beliefs are freaking powerful. I mean, if you don’t think you can do something then there’s a really strong chance that you’re gonna see those beliefs grow to fruition and not be able to do “it” (whatever “it” is). Let me tell you a story…

Beliefs and self-limiting beliefs. Before the power of self-limiting beliefs, I was a very optimistic, outgoing, bright, and sunny child. As I grew older in age, I realized that many people were inviting (okay demanding) me to shut up and sit down. After a while, I learned to dim my enthusiasm but my passion still burned brightly inside. I have spent much of my life, if not all, feeling confused as to why my opinions, beliefs, and views were unwelcome or deemed irrelevant by a few key people in my life. Report cards, performance evaluations, criticism on the job, and general comments left me with a huge feeling of inadequacy and that I was simply not enough. That’s a difficult position to be in. Enter Self-limiting beliefs.

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Circa 1977

Over time, I grew to discern when to let my freak flag fly but generally tried to keep it under wraps or, at a minimum; at half-mast. A couple of years ago I took a HUGE leap of faith and quit my steady full-time income and went full-time commission with Beachbody. The thought of spending my life helping others find their path with financial health, wellness, physical health, and nutrition was a Sirens’ Song to me. I took a leap of faith knowing I’d grow wings on the way

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Once I took that leap, paralysis set in and I lost my voice and I was overwhelmed by self-limiting beliefs. I froze. I panicked. I bailed on my fitness, my nutrition, my own financial health, and deemed my goals and visions to be too lofty. As the weight crept on and the debt grew deeper my self-confidence plummeted and the self-limiting beliefs took over. I found that what I perceived others thought of me mattered more than what I believed in me. I abandoned my love of all things fun and exchanged it for processes and systems. I left my proven land of “Just Be You” and moved into the territory of “You’re Doing It Wrong.” Wow. That sucked.

I internalized so much that I made myself physically ill. I’ve been vomiting, nauseated, skipping meals, extremely self-critical to the point of bailing on the mere thought of keeping my body in shape as it’s not going to work anyway as I’ll just quit it like I quit everything else. I’ve neglected my business even more that I’ve neglected my physical well-being.

“Self-limiting beliefs are freaking powerful. I mean, if you don’t think you can do something then there’s a really strong chance that you’re gonna see that to fruition and not be able to do “it” (whatever “it” is).”

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symbol of purity and grace

It has taken a lot of WORK but I am ready. I’m ready to resume ME and let my freak flag fly at full mast and let go of whatever I think you’re thinking of me (did ya follow that?). Why? Cuz I’m uniquely gifted by God and I’m dishonoring Him by injecting my human thinking into His master plan. No matter how hard I work at mastering processes and systems it will never be my gifting. I understand that I want to be proficient in certain processes but am in agreement with myself to let it go and simply be me. Simply. Be. Me.

How ‘bout you? Can you relate? If yes—then we have to connect. Comment below or message me. Let’s make 2016 OUR year to ROAR.

I am enough
I am enough

I talk to myself. A lot.

Talk to myself 2015

I talk to myself. A lot. Maybe I’m alone in this (and am okay with that if it’s indeed true) but … maybe…just maybe; you will relate? I talk to myself. A lot. This

Talk to myself 1975
Talk to myself 1975

morning I’m out mowing the lawn and my current version of me is telling my younger version of me what I coulda shoulda woulda done for a better today. Stuff like I should have made different

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I’m Enough

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One Day She Said I’m Enough …

SON OF A NUTCRACKER. I’ve gained 20 pounds since my last annual appointment (yes, even after the 10 that I lost the last couple of weeks I’ve still hung onto 20). After a very open and honest conversation with my doctor I figured the same honesty may help some of you, too? So…here we go. Grab a glass of water—this could take a minute to get through.

Life is GREAT and I am ecstatic about my life changes this past year but those life changes had an effect on my health—and not all in great ways. It’s weird to be ridiculously happy and yet depressed in the same breath.

We made the decision for me to go full-time Beachbody last June as I was making myself crazy trying to “do it all”. My Beachbody business lifts my spirits and adds joy to my life—human resources and regularly disciplining and firing people did not. The choice was an obvious one—it was time for me to let go of what I’ve busted my ass to build a reputation and a career on and move onto a healthier mental state. I walked. I didn’t look back and yet didn’t pay attention to the emotional roller coaster that accompanied that decision.

We got married in July and I changed my last name. I did not give this enough emotional credit, either. I dismissed the darker emotions that came with those decisions. I had vehemently stated I was (a) not getting married again and was (b) not changing my name again. “I was born a Hanna and will die a Hanna” was my mantra. Then I fell head over heels in love and decided to do both. They were incredible decisions and I’m proud of both of them—but didn’t allow myself to feel the weight of either choice. You see, sometimes there’s bad stuff mixed in with the best of times. “It was the best of times. It was the worst of times…”

The last half of 2014 was a dark place for me and yet I didn’t want anyone to know it so I stuffed it deep in the wormholes in my mind (not a good idea, by the way). I barely ate. My sleep was haunted by nightmares. I was drinking daily—and often during the day. I stopped exercising. I stopped communicating with friends as I didn’t want them to see me like that. I drank minimal water. I gained weight. I was overwhelmed with the guilt at being a “fitness coach” and overweight. I ate even less food. I drank more alcohol. I drank more caffeine. I hid from all things healthy and trained my brain that food and people were bad and should be avoided. And then…one day I’d had enough.

I’m a “pull myself up by the bootstraps” kinda gal and knew that I had gotten myself into this mess and therefore could get myself out. But not without some really uncomfortably honest conversations with myself, loved ones, doctors—and now you. I’m enough.

I’m down 10 pounds. I’m hand-in-hand with God. I’m eating real food. I’m drinking FAR less booze and caffeine. I’m drinking more water. I’m exercising more often. I’m fully participating in my life again AND IT FEELS GREAT. I’m enough.

I’ve still 20 pounds to lose—but my mind is right and I’m doing the right stuff. When I asked the doctor if she had any recommendations for me other than eat often, move more, and drink more water her reply was, “No.”

There is no magic pill, friend. There is no easy button.

But there is hope. There are choices. You can do this. You are worth it.

I’m enough. I’m here and would love to help you if you can handle my honesty and the kick in the ass that this journey often requires. You in?

Healthier Homemade Macaroni and Cheese

A healthier homemade macaroni and cheese was needed in our family. Needed. I have sons that devour it and I needed a quick on-the-go meal so we found a recipe for healthier homemade macaroni and cheese that would suit all of our needs. Here’s what we modified/created and I hope it blesses you and your family:

 

INGREDIENTS:

  • 1 (16-ounce) package of whole wheat macaroni (we can’t get that here so we used Ronzoni Smart Taste macaroni as that’s the healthiest we can get)
  • 2 Tbs butter (we use an English unsalted butter or Kerrygold Irish butter when we can find it) *I don’t recommend margarine*
  • 2-1/2 Tbs whole wheat flour (or all-purpose)
  • 2 c shredded low-fat Cheddar cheese (we opted for fat-free)
  • 1/2 c grated Parmesan cheese
  • 3 c low-fat milk (we use milk from Shetler Dairy Farms that comes from grass-fed cows with no chemicals added–a local farm near us and I LOVE serving it to the boys).

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TOPPING:

  • 2 Tbs butter (see above)
  • 1/2 c whole wheat bread crumbs
  • 1 pinch of paprika

DIRECTIONS:

  1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to boil (we use Pink Himalaya Sea Salt). Cook macaroni in bohealthy mac and chziling water, stirring occasionally, until coked through but still has a bit of texture (firm). About 8 minutes. Drain.
  2. Melt 2 Tbs butter in a saucepan over medium heat. Stir in flour. Slowly add milk-stirring constantly. Stir in cheeses and cook over low heat until it’s thick and melted (about 3 minutes). Place macaroni in a large baking dish (we used a glass 9×13 pan) and pour sauce over macaroni. Stir well.
  3. (for the Topping) Melt 2 Tbs butter in a skillet over medium heat. Add breadcrumbs and stir until the butter has soaked into the crumbs (2 to 3 minutes). Spread it on top of noodle/cheese mixture and then sprinkle with Paprika.
  4. Bake until cheese sauce is hot and breadcrumbs are browned (about 30 minutes)

 

 

 

This healthier homemadepyrex macaroni and cheese recipe (modified/adapted from allrecipes.com) has approximately 700 calories and  is divided into 4 servings (175 per serving) and we broke it into 8 servings (at approximately 90 calories per serving). You can ditch the bread crumbs and lighten the cheese (if you are really concerned but…). It took less than an hour to prep and cook and cost us about $10 total for the whole pan.

 

We store it in one-cup Pyrex glass dishes that can go from the freezer to the oven and are dishwasher friendly (the pink ones pictured here).  Storing it this way allows me to grab-and-go and I am far less likely to skip meals knowing I have this alternative that isn’t going to blow my calorie intake for the day. Enjoy!

Fight Song

I love fight songs. It started back in high school where we would sing loud and proud to “We Will Rock You” at football games. We’d stomp our feet, clap our hands, and sing the fight song with every piece of energy we had. We bonded. We united. We became “us” in the land of us against them. Fight songs rule. The players on the field would hear the crowds roaring in encouragement and feed off the energy and fight for the final goal. Fight for the win.

My current "fight song"
My current “fight song”

Historically, Eminem, Katy Perry, Rhianna, Sara Evans and a few others have joined the voices in my head with their fight songs. But

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