Keep Calm and Relay on June 2013

Over the years I have lost many important people to Cancer. My Uncle Tom was taken far too young. My son’s grandfather again lost his battle and last year my son Jacob walked with me. Robin, Lissa, Kelly, Pam, the list goes on and on. All of these people have battled, some survived, some lost that battle.

This year will mark my 3rd year walking with the Freedom Fighters Team. Last year mere weeks before the fundraiser I received the news that I had a malignant tumor in my right breast. The walk took on new meaning. Over the previous year I had lost over 30lbs and many inches when I had enough of being over weight and decided to get fit. I took on bodybuilding, lifting weights. In May of last year I was the healthiest I had ever been in my life and I was very angry at my diagnosis at first. During the relay I ran laps occassionally and ended up running 20 in total. I also rarely sat down or took a break. My feet by the end of the 12 hours were like lead weights at the end of my feet, but somehow in my head I knew that if I could keep walking, and keep focusing on all of the love and support pouring out of all of my friends, team mates, family, the volunteers and participants I would be fine… I would win my fight. During the walk I realized that while I was angry that Cancer had invaded my healthy body I also realized that I was in the best shape of my life and in a great place to win my fight. My body was ready for it, and maybe that happened for a reason.

I had surgery in July 2012. It was a best case scenario and I am now on hormone therapy. Not many people know, but there has been a reoccurrence. It is small and I am following doctors orders. I have side effects from the medication but I am still a fit girl and preparing to compete in my second bodybuilding competition the week after the relay this year.

I am a personal trainer and blogger and I advocate whenever I can the need to not only find a cure but the amazing benefits of healthy eating and exercise while dealing with this debilitating disease. I managed to run 20 laps last year and I plan to double it this year. I will run for my health and the hope that everyone’s fight will someday end with the same outcome.

Please join me in supporting this amazing cause. I will walk for 12 hours and remember, believe and know that no matter what I will fight and so will the doctors, nurses, patients, volunteers, caretakers, family and friends of everyone who has been affected by Cancer.

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My name is not mom

My real name is not Mom

by One Fit Mama

In just 20 short days I am going to yet again get on stage and compete in a fitness competition.  20 days can one day seem like loads of time, I look in the mirror and think pfft I got this!  And then other days I want to panic, cancel, research liposuction and boob jobs.  Could be the crazy workouts, could be the diet, could be that I have no idea on some days why I want to do this.


Why I do this to myself changes daily.  I spent much of my adult life like many other moms feeling that spending time or making an effort to invest in myself means that I am somehow taking away from or diminishing my responsibilities to my kids.


Reality is, that’s not true.  I am a person apart from being a mom.  Making myself a priority and learning to take time out for fitness has given me the ability to separate me from me-as-Mom and it gives me time to think, process and evaluate the things going on in our lives right now.   I realized not so long ago that when I was a smoker (I quit in 2007 by the way) I used to justify my breaks at work by saying that it was when I came up with solutions.  Doing something other then focusing on the problem and taking a time out (yes in a very very unhealthy way) allowed me to come up with ideas that were far more out of the box and valuable then making lists and wracking my brain in front of a computer.  For many years I missed smoking because I liked being stinky and unable to breath,  I liked getting sick all of the time and not feeling better for months. But – because I missed the excuse to take a break.  I no longer take 15 minutes every hour to myself, but I do take about an hour or so to myself a day all at once.

I love how I look, do not get me wrong. The fact that after 2 children I am able to stand next to 18 year olds and feel good about my body on a stage is an absolute thrill!

I encourage my kids to take part in all types of activities.  The big kid has played hockey, baseball, did tae-kwon-do and taken guitar lessons.  He likes basketball and last year played soccer.   Boo played soccer, did hockey lessons, and will be embarking on tennis this year.  Those are their activities and I will always be their number one supporter and cheering section.  I think its healthy for them to know that I have goals too and hobbies, that I embrace them and always will and that I expect them to cheer for me.  My kids go to their dads every other weekend.  I purposely picked my last show and my upcoming show because I have my children on the weekends of my shows.  One of the kids dad’s gave me some flack for this:

Dad: “Why would you put yourself first on a weekend with your children?!?”
Mama: “Why wouldn’t I want them there?”

I get comments on the blog about how my kids must be so proud of me.  I’m sure that one day they will be.  But when was the last time you met a 14 year old boy who thought anything good about his mother?!?   Let along one that’s mom was only 20 years older and competed in bikini competitions??


That’s normal.  One day they will understand everything that I did was with the best intentions and that I did amazing things with them and because of them, but also that I did amazing things, just because.

That’s healthy.