As I reflect on my fitness and health journey, as well as continue to share my progress in my challenge groups, I thought it would be fun (and appropriate with New Years coming up) to talk about how “commitment” has helped me see fitness in a new light.

Back in the days of my running I created a plan and I stuck to it. Life was a bit simpler then.. I was in school/newly graduated.. Didn’t have a baby.. For part of it I was single and had no one to report to or check in with, it was just me myself and I.. and then when Matthias and I got back together we both were very committed to our fitness goals and didn’t mind each other spending time on them.

Slowly life started to shift (as it always does), and I started to lose my running Mojo after completing a marathon. I wanted to try other things, but I didn’t really know what, and I didn’t really have a plan. I spent a year enjoying crossfit, and then another year enjoying yoga, but again with no plan keeping focused – no goals I was working towards.


Pre-Marathon “Glow”

At THAT point in my life, that is exactly what I needed. I had been so focused on structure for so long that I needed NO structure. That also left my level of fitness at the lowest it had been in a while, I was feeling softer and a bit more fluffy, but I wasn’t too concerned about it.

I really dropped off the commitment train when I went through my first trimester of pregnancy, and for some time after that I struggled. I wasn’t in super good shape so I didn’t feel confident to start a workout program, so I kept up with light activity plus spinning once or twice a week.

Fast forward to Quinn. And all the emotional stuff that came along with that transition and I was truly grasping for anything to help me feel like “me” again. So I took the plunge and committed myself to 90 days Turbo Fire.


1 Month Postpartum

Beachbody recommends doing some form of Personal Development every day, and I must say, this has been so important for me. I’m always looking to grow and improve so PD aligns perfectly with my values. I’ve been reading, listening to podcasts, and watching webinars and videos on Youtube.

There is one thing in particular that stuck out to me that helped solidify my commitment. I was watching a Webinar and the person speaking talking about how she looked at getting in her workout as a part of her job. As a health and fitness coach you need to lead by example. Looking at your workout as a part of your job means you have to show up. Period. If I didn’t show up to my nursing shifts I’d lose my job. If I don’t show up for my workouts I won’t be building a successful business.

So what about those folks who don’t work in the fitness industry?

Think of it this way – It’s your job to show up for your family every day. Now most days, that is a good thing, but lets be honest here, not every day is sunshine and rainbows. Those days are the ones you especially want to be on your A-game. Working out can help you feel like a better and happier YOU. You need to show up for your family and lead by example. If fitness and healthy living becomes a part of your values and you believe it is something important it will be a lot easier for you to commit to your goals.

Now that I have completed two programs – Turbo Fire and the 21 Day Fix Extreme. I am setting my sights on my next program – The Masters Hammer & Chisel (releasing TODAY!).

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As far as my goals for the New Year – I’m planning to run the Woody’s 1/2 marathon, so I will be creating a training plan for that and going from there, probably early February is when I will start to train :)

In summary:

  • Think of a way to incorporate Fitness/Healthy Living as a part of a JOB you have to do
  • Find ways to work on YOU every day – podcasts, health articles, books, educational videos
  • Set realistic goals, if your goal is to not have structure, that is okay too :)
  • Write it down! I find that if I have a plan written down or if I schedule my workout into my day I am much more likely to follow through with it.
  • Accept where you are today in the journey, its exactly where you need to be right now, don’t worry about tomorrow or yesterday, focus on what you can do today and what you have control over right now

The GLOW Run {Race Recap} & Super Sunday

So my goal is to publish two posts a week. I think that is manageable and will push me to keep this space active. Plus I finally feel like I have that spark lit within me again so I have A LOT to talk about.

This last weekend was a fun one!

On Saturday I ran a 5k called the Glow Run in support of the Heart and Stroke Foundation. I signed up for this run months ago, and almost forgot about it until I got an email last week reminding me about package pick up. I was signed up for the 10k originally but decided to drop it down to the 5 because I haven’t been consistently running.

The race was an evening race – my second one ever. My first was the RnR Las Vegas 2 years ago. The race started at 7pm. I tucked Quinn in at 6:20, got dressed up in my Glow Gear, and headed out!

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The weather was PERFECT. Like, it doesn’t get much better than +15 with a cool wind and no snow (yet) in October (I don’t know what it felt like out with the wind, maybe +7?).

The race started out and I fell into a steady pace behind a mother and her son. We were running down the Delburn Highway towards the Westerner and then into the paths over by that sub division. Haha – sorry for that terrible explanation.

Anyways, we were running along and then I saw this bald guy (like shaved bald) wearing a suit, carrying a dufflebag, walking down the sidewalk … at 7:15pm…. on a Saturday ….. *cue the Red Flags* He was very weird. So I decided to pace myself with the mother and son in front of me so that I wouldn’t ever be alone on the trail/path in the dark. Yes, I’m a wuss.

Well… the mother and son didn’t stop running… the entire 5k. I wanted to walk. That would have been easy to do a few times. But I kept with them the entire time. I wasn’t worried about my pace as long as I could keep up with them. And needless to say I was SUPER pumped to cross the finish line at 33:21.

That’s 10:45min miles.

Last time I ran I was doing 12:30min miles. Seriously.

I was OVERJOYED with that time! Shout out to my pacer bunnies – you helped keep me speedy and I didn’t get raped! (bad joke.)

I will definitely do this race again next year. It was a fun evening out :)

Then, on Sunday, Quinn woke me up at the lovely hour of 5:30am.

I grumbled around and drank coffee and then hit the road at 9:30am to go to Super Sunday in Edmonton. Super Sunday is a quarterly event for Beachbody where coaches get together to learn about whats coming up, listen to motivational speakers, and do a workout together.

IMG_5321This was my first Super Sunday and I was pretty excited to go! Matthias had the day off so he hung out with Quinn :) In true Amie Fashion I was an hour early.. but I hit up Planet Organic. Then it was time for the event!

IMG_5318Caleb Thomas was the “Celebrity” Coach they brought in. He has a Youtube Page (here) and he is seriously hilarious. I’ve watched a ton of his videos to help me learn how to work my business so I was very excited to see him speak!

It was an energizing event, we did a T25 workout, they had a Shakeology Bar, and there were a lot of coaches there (Don’t let this picture deceive you – this was taken when I arrived … extremely early.)

I left with a renewed sense of optimism and the desire to live authentically. Coaching isn’t about being a sleazy salesperson. It’s about impacting lives and leaving a positive impact on those around you. :)


So that was my weekend! I have another busy one coming up this weekend too! Tomorrow I am headed to Edmonton for a nursing meeting and leaving Quinn behind with Matthias again (you know your baby is growing up when you can be away from her for 8 hours :( – the engorgement part sucks though) and Saturday is going to be EXTRA fun.

I’m signed up for the Rock Your Bump, Baby, and Beyond show at the Westerner! It’s from 10am-4pm. I’d really love to see you there. It’ll be me and Quinn taking on the day together.

Some thoughts I’ve had about the day – How are you supposed to leave your table to go pee if your the only one manning your table? Also, has anyone ever done a trade show with a baby?! What have I gotten myself in to?! Hahah. If you stop by the event I’d super love it if you could let me run to the bathroom for a couple minutes and/or take Quinn on a walk around the venue. I’d be forever grateful 😉 I’m also doing a giveaway so you’ll want to make sure you come by to enter that!

The Cost of Shakeology – Lets Do the Math

shakeologyShakeology. Just another Over Priced Protein Shake, right?

Not quite.

I’ve been talking about my love of Shakeology for over 2 months now and people are interested in it but they are weary. $155 for a meal replacement? PLUS Shipping and GST? That equals a whopping $169.75.

The number one objection I hear is cost related. People don’t want to invest that kind of money in their health.

{Local Friends – I will happily give you a scoop of my Vegan Chocolate Shakeology to try at any time. Send me a message/email/text if your interested in trying it out!}

Let me break down the cost a little bit more for you:

The cost of a Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte is $5.41. Pre-Shakeology I was drinking a Starbucks Latte 5 out 7 days a week. Not kidding. And I know I’m not alone in doing this. That right there is $108.20 a month. And sometimes I was ordering a pastry or breakfast to go along with it. It easily adds up. Since adding Shakeology? I drink Starbucks once a week.

I purchased Tim Horton’s Breakfast at least twice a week. A coffee and a breakfast sandwich and sometimes a hashbrown totaled $5.51 each time I went through the drive-through.

Before Shakeology I was taking Vitamin D, a multi Vitamin, vitamin B12, Calcium and Omega’s. Shakeology is full of Vitamins, Minerals, and Superfoods. Check out this Ingredient List and Nutritional Breakdown:

Did you know that Shakeology is a source of Adaptogens? An adaptogen is a herb or complex that the human body can use to maintain a homeostatic equilibrium. Too depleted? It will give you energy. Feeling stressed out? It will help calm you down. It brings you back to that level state.

Sacha Inchi is a super food grown in Peru. It’s grown without pesticides and herbicides and offers a wide variety of Calcium and Magnesium. It also is a plant based protein source and has a perfect balance of Omega 3, 6, and 9.

Chia has hydrophilic properties meaning it can keep you hydrated over a longer period of time. It also has soluble and insoluble fiber which can help keep your cholesterol in check and your bowels regular. It also has 6x the amount of Calcium as a serving of milk.

Maca – iron, iodine, magnesium, zinc, calcium, potassium, b vitamins, vitamin c.

Astragalus is an immune system modulator. It can help keep you healthy and make you healthy when you are sick.

Shakeology also has antioxidants such as acai, goji berry, camu camu, and more.

What I’m trying to say is that I no longer need to buy a wide variety of supplements to take throughout the day with questionable absorption or limited bio-availability.

How many times do you eat out a month? Be completely honest with yourself. How many times do you stop by a drive through? Or go in to Subway? Or even go into the Grocery Store to pick up a convenience meal already prepared to take home?

Shakeology blended with almond milk (or water) and a banana and natural peanut butter is my breakfast or sometimes my lunch. Which means I’m covered for an entire meal. Which means I’m also saving on my grocery bill.

So yes, Shakeology is expensive. But when I calculated how much I was spending on eating out, how much I was drinking Starbucks, how many times a week I was buying coffee and a breakfast sandwich from Tim Horton’s, and how much I was spending on supplements it was a no brainer.

Without the coach discount Shakeology works out to being $5.47 a day. That right there is my Pumpkin Spice Latte, not including all of the other things I’ve mentioned.

Is it still too expensive for you?

Beachbody offers this fancy thing called a Coach Discount. As a coach I pay $147 All-In per month for my Shakeology. That includes GST, Shipping, and my Coach Admin Fee. That workouts out to $4.77 a day. As a coach – you DON’T have to be actively selling anything. You can sign up to be a coach and enjoy the discount. Seriously. I’m not making that up.

You know what else helps this price sit easy with me? Sustainable and Ethical Farming, Non-GMO ingredients, No Artificial Colors, Preservatives or Sweeteners.

In conclusion, YES, the price tag is higher than other meal replacements (vegan or otherwise) on the market.

But you know what else is higher with this product? The quality, the taste, the texture, the ingredients.


Mind & Body After Baby – 6 Months

First off – please excuse my lack of posting/commenting as of late. I’m still trying to figure out this whole coaching/blogging/facebooking/instagraming/feedlying social media balance thing and I haven’t quite got it down yet! If you’re wanting to follow along on the Facebook Party CLICK HERE. I try to post there everyday!

6 Months. Holy smokes. It’s been (more than) 6 months since I last felt that little baby wiggle inside me. 6 months since her heart beat was still a part of my body. 6 months since I held her in my arms for the first time. 6 months since her NICU stay.

I’ll talk about my mind first. I struggled. For probably the first 3 months, I struggled hard. To have your little baby spend her first 6 days in the NICU… being poked, and prodded… not sleeping next to you… needing to be hooked up to monitors… having a different nurse every shift assess and find things wrong… I was tested and pushed to a limit I didn’t even know existed.

Being a brand new mother with limited family support and watching helplessly as your all of this is happening to your baby, while being a nurse and understanding to some extent why this is happening, but not always agreeing with the assessment of others is so hard. It is beyond difficult. Those 6 days were the hardest 6 days of my life. Hands down. I was told very conflicting information from the nurses. Quinn had a different nurse every single shift (even though they would come back the next day they would be assigned elsewhere so there was no consistency). Quinn was assessed by FIVE different doctors while she was there. I was told I was starving her (I wasn’t.) and I should give her formula. I was told I shouldn’t cuddle with her as she slept because she needed the restful sleep of being in the cot undistubred (WHAT!?) and that I didn’t need to do skin to skin with her. My hormones were raging uncontrollably meaning I felt all of this as extreme heartbreak. I was exhausted, worn down but on edge, hyper vigilant, protective, scared terrified.

Working in postpartum I felt like I “knew” baby’s for their first 3 days of life. I’ve worked with them a lot – I know that to look for, how they should be changing those first few days of life. I wasn’t worried at all about having a newborn. I thought the labor would be the hardest part for me. A vaginal delivery seemed unattainable, but caring for a newborn? Easy peasy. So when I got home on day 6 with a newborn I felt ripped off… like I was thrown into this newness without even getting to experience those first few precious days with my baby. Like I knew nothing. And most of all I was terrified I would miss something or mess something up and she would end up back in the hospital. That was the worst part of it all – the long lasting fear I had when she came home.

All of this impacted my initial bonding with Quinn. I loved her. I knew I needed to care for her and protect her and all of that. But I hadn’t yet fallen IN love with her because that is hard to do when you are being watched 24 hours a day by nurses and other health care professionals. I second guessed everything I did. I felt like I couldn’t be authentic with her. I get a lump in my throat just thinking about missing out on that precious time with her. I’m making up for it now though, don’t worry. I would say it took me a solid 6 weeks to feel bonded with her. My midwife would say “Amie, I can tell you are really fulfilled by being a mom” and I felt like such a sham. I was struggling and I didn’t know how to change it or ask for help or what help I even needed for that matter.

I felt resentful for all of my friends who had their own mothers come out and help for an extended period of time. Friends who are reading this who had their parents come and help – I’m sorry I felt this way. I hope I didn’t let it show and if I did I apologize. That wasn’t fair of me to do and I wish I could take that back. I felt angry at my own mother for being a shitty mother.

I also felt tremendous love and support from people I didn’t expect to feel supported by. I had an incredible outpouring of support from friends and other family members who came to visit and cuddle her and listen while I cried. I felt this constant mix of anger, love, resentment, happiness, sadness, fear, and joy. It was crushing.

Matthias went back to work 5 days after we got home. So I felt almost thrown to the wolves in a sense? I think I felt this way because of the crippling fear at the back of my mind that she was going to end up back in the hospital.

I struggled with resentment towards him… which was also undeserved, and I feel sorry for that. He was (and is!) the most amazing dad to Quinn, a loving and doting husband and partner, and my very best friend. I was mad at him because he could still play video games and I couldn’t do what I wanted to do. So petty. I’m glad I worked through that, it wasn’t fair to him.

I struggled with Quinn having colic. When that reared its lovely head I just about lost my marbles. My poor baby, who I had yet to fully bond with, seemed to dislike me. She cried and cried and cried some more. She wouldn’t sleep in my arms. She wasn’t soothed by me unless I fed her. This made me feel like an awful mother. And so I continued to feel like a sham.

I missed my independence. I missed working out. I missed being able to read a book and take a bath and relax without being interrupted by a crying baby. I missed feeling like I had a purpose besides being a mother. I yearned for bits and pieces of my old life. I wanted SOMETHING to make me feel like more than just a milk machine.

I grieved. For 3 long months, I grieved. Our NICU stay, not having a mother of my own, Quinn having colic, my changing identity and all of the things that I needed to give up/alter to fit my new life.

It was a process. And at the 3 month mark I was just emerging from the dark side of it. Quinn started to seem to hate me less (haha) 😉 I was able to find some time to do things for me, I felt like my hormones were finally level. I started to embrace motherhood. I really started to accept this new path I was on. I started to find more joy in my life, and instead of wallowing I sought out that joy.

So now, after that giant word vomit, I’ll talk about how I’m feeling mentally at 6 months. Have you made it this far? GREAT.

I’m feeling tremendous. I feel blessed beyond belief. I feel more love and joy than I ever thought possible. I feel insanely protective of my sweet little goose and insanely happy I get to watch her grow and learn and smile every day. She is so bright and full of life and love. I am so in love with my husband, for putting up with my shit, for being amazing with Quinn, and for being supportive with every en devour I take.

I am lucky. How did I get to be this lucky? I don’t fully know, but every day I am grateful for it.

Before I was a mother, I wasn’t sure I even wanted to be a mother. Then, when I decided I did, I wasn’t sure how I would be AS a mother. And now that I am a mother, I know that I was meant to be her mother.

Okay, BODY. Well, you all have read about me becoming a Beachbody Coach. I gained a ginormous amount of weight in my pregnancy (SIXTY FREAKING POUNDS.). Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda on that front. Shoulda eaten more vegetables and less bagels and blizzards, woulda worked out during my first trimester had I not been disgustingly sick for nearly 8 weeks, coulda toned down my eating in all trimesters instead of it being a free-for-all. Whatevs. It happened and I learned. I’m now 7lb above my pre-pregnancy weight and beyond that I’d like to lose a maximum of 10 more pounds. So I’m about 15lb away from where I want to be. Physically I feel great. I’m fitting into most of my clothes. Working out consistently. Doin’ my thang. Hah 😉

All in all, these last 6 months have been eye-opening, difficult, and rewarding beyond anything I could have hoped for, and I wouldn’t change it for a damn thing.

Here’s to a lifetime more of being your momma sweet girl.