Dec 132016

cookie-dough-cover-pageChapter ONE of Cookie Dough in the Dark:

A Personal Trainer’s Addiction to Sugar


My Teenage Years


I think we’re all like suitcases.


We each have a different exterior – maybe we’re sleek and shiny, or maybe we’ve been on several long and difficult journeys and look a little worn and dented. But you can’t tell what’s inside the suitcase just by judging its outside. For me, my suitcase hid a lot of garbage – shame, anger, disappointment, discouragement, and disgust. But you would never know by looking at the exterior.


Reflecting back, my earliest memory of trying to lose weight was taking fiber pills so that I would stop eating excessively. But as I recall I don’t think I ate any less, I just obsessed about my weight even more. I didn’t have one ounce of knowledge about how to lose weight effectively. Throw in being about 13 years old, with raging hormones, and all the teenage questions for which I had with no answers. Where could I turn when my parents were lost in their own world of a bad marriage? Continue reading »

Jun 292015

I was chatting with some girlfriends about the trials and tribulations of having a teenager under my roof and another one on the way. She came upon this blog and kindly shared it with me. Not everything is a fight and it’s not about hate but I found this letter calmed me down…it reminded me how important it is that my children are carving their own way in this world and that can be scary, exciting, and frustrating for both the parents and the child. It made me realize that what I am doing is right..I’m holding the rope even when there are times I want to let it go…not really, but almost. Sometimes it’s hard to hold the rope, it’s a lot of effort but well worth it.  I also remember that I was a teenager and it was my job to test the waters and find my path…and I know the road was rocky but we all got through it.

Enjoy this letter and I’d love to hear any of your comments.

Breathe, savour, release, relax, let go,



Dear Parent:

This is the letter that I wish I could write.

This fight we are in right now. I need it. I need this fight. I can’t tell you this because I don’t have the Continue reading »