In my 30s, I spent years having a lousy relationship with food and body dysmorphia. Despite winning fitness competitions, I was miserable on the inside from the calorie restriction, which led to binge eating, depression, and isolating myself from social activities.
But when I finally leveled up to return to my lean, strong, confident self, I was hit with another challenge: The perimenopause season got me.
My diet and training weren’t working. I started to freak out, thinking I was slowly aging.
But this was the “aha” moment I needed to regain control of my life and not give up on myself.
After 40, I became obsessed with learning about female metabolism and hormones, discovering that MORE MUSCLE was the cure for anti-aging.