I am a wife to my amazing husband Andrew, a mom to Evelyn with another one on the way and I have two fur babies! My life leading up to now was not easy. From being in the hospital for three months as a child to battling severe anxiety that ruled my life.

Since becoming a health and fitness coach in 2013 I have gone from a stressed out, living pay check to pay check, in debt, working three jobs military wife to a passionate business owner who creates her future and lives everyday to the fullest. In 2016 alone we retired my husband from active duty, bought a house and earned more money than we ever thought we’d see in our lifetime.

I have dedicated my life to helping other women break out of their comfort zone and create their dream life. No matter your background, I believe everyone deserves to live their best life and I want to help you do that.

How Beachbody Coaching Changed my Life

Who I USED to be and who I am now is EXTREMELY different and the one catalyst that made me believe in ME again, get my family out of debt and finally be able to truly help people is Beachbody. I believe in this opportunity with my whole heart. Since saying yes to myself, my dreams and one single opportunity that I saw on social media, I have changed my life.

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MY STORY
So, this is no doubt hard for me to write and put out there into the universe for all to read but if this helps just one person, it will be worth it. Let me start by saying that my transformation is not the “norm” as far as Beachbody coaches go but rather an emotional/life struggle turned upside down and right-side up by fitness.

So, I’ll start by saying my life growing up was not easy but no one wants to hear every detail of my childhood so I’ll give you the spark notes version.

My parents got divorced when I was little and together, my mom and I moved in with my grandparents which was a blessing in disguise! They are the warmest, kindest, most caring people I know and it was a privilege to have been raised in part by them. However, watching my mother struggle through hardship after hardship was no easy task. Single mother, low income and seemingly no way out. But against all odds, she did it. She struggled and made huge sacrifices which I cannot even begin to understand! (which is why she is pretty much my idol and I have her to thank for everything.)

I was not popular in grade school. I pretty much got teased for everything and went home to my grandmom every day with tears in my eyes because I didn’t understand. Shortly after I got sick, very sick. You aren’t going to believe this story but it’s true!! One day I got a 5-inch long splinter in my right butt cheek from an old, unfinished see-saw (ridiculous, right?) But because I was a kid I ignored it and literally sat on it for months. The splinter caused a full -body infection that doctors just couldn’t figure out which eventually turned into a bone infection. I was in the hospital for a total of three months.

It was like an episode of house. It got to the point where I had developed so many different diseases because of this ‘mystery infection’ that they told my mother it was time to say goodbye. I still remember hearing the conversation in the hallway outside my door but not knowing what to think. Anyway, needless to say, the amazing doctors at the children’s hospital in Philadelphia figured it out and gave me my life back!

Fast forward about 10 years…… I had just graduated Saint Joseph’s University in Philadelphia with a chip on my shoulder and an even bigger pile of debt on the other. However, I wanted to pursue my dream of acting which promised a low-income and a gypsy lifestyle which for some reason I was all about! I auditioned for my first tour and booked it! Which I thought was the best thing since sliced bread. Cue my nervous breakdown years. After my almost life-threatening ordeal as a child, you can imagine that I had some pretty serious issues as an adult. I became a no-joke hypochondriac and I don’t just mean about my health. I literally always thought I was dying. If you were my friend from 2009-2012 you got a phone call listing every “symptom” I was having and which belongings I would gift to you after my funeral. You think I’m exaggerating but I’m not. I had developed a serious anxiety disorder. This is when my life took a turn for the worse. On the outside I was happy, I mean, I was a working actress, pretty enough girl, lots of friends in addition to being able to travel the country. Despite all of this, I was dying on the inside. This is when the debt collectors started calling.

By 2012, I was 3 years post graduation and had worked at numerous regional theaters and was trucking along with my whimsical dream of fame and stardom. I ignored the debt calls and focused on my “deteriorating” health. I’m sure it was some repressed issue from my sickness as a child but I’m not physiologist! I became obsessed. I made weekly emergency room visits, I had countless unnecessary medical procedures, racked up tons of doctor bills and basically flushed any self-esteem or confidence down the drain. I mean I was dying, why would I need to try at anything. It was my excuse to hide from the world. It all came to a head when I was 23 years old and working as a singer/dancer at the Greenbrier Resort in Lewisburg, WV.

I had to call my mother to come pick me up in the middle of the night because I had been up for 5 days straight, hadn’t eaten a single thing and had convinced myself that life was over because I had the worst disease ever. I was going to move home with my parents, leave my job, and nurse my “condition.” This was when God slapped me right across the face and said “NO. I did not give you a second chance at life to never see you live the life you were meant to!”

So, I did some serious work on myself, pulled my big girl panties up, had a doctor look me in the face and say, “There is nothing wrong with you.” From that moment on I vowed to change my life. However, it’s never a quick fix as much as a lifestyle change, one which would be filled with both good and bad days.

I used to think the saying “everything happens for a reason” was bullshit but through all of this, I have learned it is true! Same goes for “what is meant to be will be.” As soon as I returned to work from what I like to call “the dark ages” I met the love of my life in the most unlikely place and found some of the best friends I have ever had. I was finally happy again. However, I was just pushing away all the demons and they were quietly knocking down the doors again!

Let’s fast forward to 2013 when I got engaged to the love of my life. We had been through a rocky and shaky road in our first little bit as a happily engaged couple. Let me give you the 1 run-on sentence version:

We got engaged, he got laid-off and alienated from everyone he knew in his hometown because for some reason they didn’t like his choice (me), nasty rumors were started about us, he had to sell his home-ultimately losing money, one of our very best friends died in a tragic fight only an hour after asking him to be a groomsman in our wedding, we moved to New York City with zero money and no connections, he was unemployed for 6 months, I was forced to bar-tend till 4-5am to barely pay our rent, all while deflecting 6-7 calls a day from debt collectors threatening to sue.

It was awesome!!!! (obvious sarcasm.) Needless to say, my anxiety reared its ugly head again and I dipped back into that sad place. This is my second come to Jesus moment. I wasn’t auditioning for jobs anymore and I hated my bartending job so much that they noticed which led them to fire me. I had never been fired before but ultimately I can’t blame them. I hated going into work, I hated serving drinks, I hated faking friendships with all the “regulars” and most of all I hated wearing my engagement ring around my neck (like Carrie from Sex and the City) because I had to fake flirt with all the super cool frat guys who thought that the bartender was really into them and then stopped talking to me when I told them I was engaged. It turned out being fired was the best thing that happened to me. It sucked at first because it was right before Christmas and my pride was hurt but again “everything happens for a reason.”

I had to pull my big girl panties up, once again and get a real job. A desk job which was honestly the best situation I could have asked for even though I thought it meant the end to my happiness.

Even though I excelled and was taught so much about myself and my ability as a businesswoman, it was still rather soul-sucking. I loved my boss and my co-workers, my boss is still a great friend and mentor but damnnnn was she tough!!! There I was spending countless hours typing away for someone else, making money for someone else who was making money all while watching all my friends succeed at their own dreams. And don’t forget those nasty debt collectors.

I was paying $1,200 in student loan payments just so they wouldn’t sue me because they had been defaulted for 4 years. Thank God I had a job that allowed me to just squeeze by. Not only was I not doing something that I loved but I was barely breaking even. I hated myself, I hated the choices I had made to get to this point and I hated that I dug my wonderful, supportive fiancé right along with me.

I remember ugly crying all the way home through the streets of NYC then sitting on my stoop on East 94th Street thinking, “Will this ever get better? Is there even a solution? Or will I have to work less than desirable jobs just to stay afloat and never realize my dreams?” After a long soul-searching talk with myself, I decided to not throw in the towel but fight for my life and try something I hadn’t tried before….work on myself first! Which is honestly the lesson I hope people take away from my story. Be the best person you can be to yourself, family, friends, strangers and good things will start happening! Take control of what you can control and then like magic, the problems will start to show you solutions.

Fitness was key to my new found success. Fitness helped me suppress stress, feel confident, in control of my choices, stronger and be a better version of myself. Fitness taught me that if you are accountable, have the drive, and stay committed you can achieve anything! In 2013 I became a Beachbody coach and started my own business. I had about 200K in defaulted student debt and in two years we became completely debt free!

Since I have been a coach, man oh man has my entire life changed. I started this as a stressed out, in debt, working three jobs military wife, stationed in a strange place with no friends in sight on the west coast, thinking that for the rest of my life I would be living paycheck to paycheck. In 2016 alone we retired my husband from active duty, bought a house and earned more money than we ever thought we’d see in our lifetime.

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Since saying yes to myself, my dreams and one single opportunity that I saw on social media, I have turned a “that would be cool if it were real” thought into a full-time dream job.
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