Guest Post: Ramp Up Your Online Workouts At Home With These Fun Ideas

When you’re ready to get your diet in good shape, has you covered for some healthy, fun meal ideas. To take your health journey a step further, check out this article to keep your indoor workouts on point. 

With COVID-19 changing so much about our daily lives, it’s no wonder many people are having a hard time sticking to their workouts. Not only is stress a factor in finding motivation, but many individuals also can’t return to their gyms due to restrictions or closings, and some just don’t feel comfortable doing so. The good news is, there are plenty of ways to get back in the swing, whether it’s through tech, online classes or even working out with friends virtually. 

Get a Boost From Technology

While you won’t have all the equipment a gym has, there are some pieces of tech that will give your home workout a boost. Smartwatches and fitness trackers are beneficial in that they offer a simple way to stay on top of your physical health while you’re exercising. You can monitor your heart rate as well as speed, steps, and the number of calories you’re burning. Some of the latest models even offer enhanced features like an electrocardiogram and a blood oxygen sensor, so you can measure your progress safely. 

If low-tech is more your speed, you can also kick your workout into high gear with a new exercise ball to give you stability as you practice your routine or resistance bands to help challenge your muscles in a new way. 

Ask a family member to join you

No matter what kind of tech you’re using, workouts are much more fun when you’re not alone, so consider asking a family member to join you as you get fit using online classes. Whether you want to introduce the kiddos to yoga videos or learn to shake it with your partner, there are lots of ways you can stay healthy with your family. You can even reach out to loved ones outside the home; look for activities that can be shared online and talk to your distant family members about adding those videos and tutorials to their daily schedule.

Mix it up

Once your friends and loved ones are on board, ask them to share their usual workouts with you. Any form of exercise can lose effectiveness if you don’t mix it up a bit, so consider branching out to try something new once in a while. A routine is great if it helps you stay motivated, but think about how you can stay on track without getting stuck in a rut. If you’re into yoga, look for barre workouts that incorporate stretching with dance; if you typically use equipment in your workouts, try one that uses only your bodyweight.

The great thing about working out from home is that you can personalize your exercise plan so that it meets your needs. With the right tools and mindset, you can easily stay in shape even when you can’t get to the gym.

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EDs Don’t Discriminate: Neither Does My Story

When someone says the word “eating disorder” what vision immediately appears in your mind? Be honest and think about it for a moment. For me—and, I would imagine for many—a shockingly skinny white young girl pops up. And many think, for this reason, young white girls are the only people EDs affect. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. While I know this, I don’t always see evidence of it (although I wish I did), but a recent review I received from a reader of What Goes Down brought this realization back home:

EDs do not discriminate.

It doesn’t matter if you’re white or black or Chinese or Peruvian, big and tall, or fat and small, a girl or a boy, or even transgender, an ED cannot see any of that and cares nothing about it. Once it sees you as prey, you are only that: genderless, nondescript prey. And any of us can fall prey. Continue reading “EDs Don’t Discriminate: Neither Does My Story”

Guest Post for Recovery Coach, Beth Smyls: How to Break the Bulimia Cycle

This lady makes me smile I tell you!  Many thanks to Beth Smyls at for working with me to bring this piece to life.  Once I fell down the horrible rabbit hole (or habit, rather) that is bulimia, I found one of the hardest elements of getting out was simply breaking the habit. Strong habits are hard to break. But, I’ve included some great tips and advice in this piece that may help you or someone you know if they are struggling.  Thank you again, Beth, for sharing this important piece on your sites!  Check out the full article at Smyls here:

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Why Barbie Makes Me Laugh

I think we’re all pretty familiar with the “life-size” Barbie analogy where a Barbie doll is made to-scale as a life-size woman and she’s absolutely ridiculous: boobs she could not fit into any shirt, feet the size of insects, arms as thin as reeds. It really is quite hilarious (and sad) that children strive to look like that. If you haven’t seen that Barbie analogy, here’s a great recap:


While I think this measurement-to-measurement comparison is an important reminder to the little girls and boys inside us that Barbie is not a good role model, the more I think about Barbie, the more I see how a real-life version of Barbie would make me laugh. I wouldn’t envy her, or be jealous of her. I would simply laugh. Just imagine the many oddities and limitations Barbie has to deal with and how she might handle that on social media:

Because she can never NOT smile:

  • “Lost in Simon Says again today. Hate when he says ‘make a sad face’.”
  • “I am pissed. Why don’t you believe me?”
  • “This IS my resting bitch face.”

Because she has no nipples:

  • “Piercing guy told me ‘No’ because he wouldn’t know where to put them.”
  • “Is it cold in here? I can never tell.”
  • “Where do I put my pasties?”

Because her knees only bend with two audible pops up to 20 degrees:

  • “Namaste in this awkward extended position cause I can’t do Lotus.”
  • “At least I can bend and snap (oh … *snap*).”
  • “There goes my pole-dancing career.”

Because her toes are always pointed like she’s in a perpetual orgasm:

  • “Got my ‘O’ feet on today (and everyday)!”
  • “I can’t wear Birkenstocks. I just can’t.”
  • “I can’t understand why they call them ‘flip-flops’ – mine never flop.”
  • “Why are the cops always so mad when I tippie-toe in the line-up?”

Because … well, just because she’s hard, shiny plastic:

  • “Nothing jiggles when I twerk.”
  • “How do I ‘make it clap?’”


The more I think about it, the harder I laugh. Imagine Barbie trying to go down stairs. Her back foot wouldn’t bend enough to let her safely put her front foot (even in ‘O’ mode) onto the next step, so she would just tumble the rest of the way down and land in an only slightly-bended heap at the bottom. Like a falling stick. (It’s a good thing she’s plastic.)

But, then how does she even get up?

Can she?

I believe if Barbie took one single fall, she’d be down forever.

I hope some of these Barbie musings have made you all laugh as hard as I have, and—far more importantly—realize how infinitely more amazing YOUR bendable, capable, unique body is compared to that piece of plastic.


2020: Be a #GoalDigger!

You are an amazing person, you know that?

Sure, you may not believe me right now, if you feel you’re having a bad food day, or you feel sluggish and huge and mad at yourself today. But, do you want to know something that’s really great about people like you me—and, yes, the word “like” there includes the fact that I (and maybe you, too, to some degree) have suffered from an eating disorder? Continue reading “2020: Be a #GoalDigger!”

Celebrate Christmas with Some White Trash

That’s what my grandmother called it anyway. Although that’s never what I would call her. She went by one name and one name only: Big Mom. But, the name for the white Christmas trash she made was quite fitting as that’s exactly what it looked like: this sticky, white hodge-podge mound of trashy snacks thrown together.

In all reality, it was just a soupped-up Rice Krispy/Chex Mix treat, but in my little ten-year-old mind, it was so much more. When I saw that goodie on Big Mom’s kitchen table, I knew Christmas was here! And, when I look back on it, I think it truly did sum up how I spent some of the most memorable Christmases of my childhood: with a hodge-podge of people thrown together, and just the right amount of white trash. Continue reading “Celebrate Christmas with Some White Trash”

Walls into Windows: Beating EDs Through Humor

A great piece of comedy is a verbal magic trick[.] [D]ealing with a lot of the same areas where our defenses are the strongest—race, religion, politics, sexuality—but approaching them through humor instead of fight-or-flight adrenalin, we get endorphins and the alchemy of laughter turns our walls into windows, revealing a fresh and unexpected point of view.

Chris Bliss, Comedian

Humor. It is the most difficult way to approach a sensitive subject because it seems to make light of it, it flirts on the verge of offensive. But, if done expertly, it can be the most effective tool because it sneaks up quietly and slips into your conscience while your guard is down. “It’s just comedy. Nothing serious about it.” Then all of a sudden you’ve seen something big and important in a very different light, and it is now all too serious. But it is also now true and undeniable, because you laughed at it. This is what humor can do. It can allow me to help you see the blunt reality of your life with an eating disorder and finally decide to stop damaging yourself. By the time you’ve laughed, you can’t take it back or un-see the honest truth exposed and I hope it will give you the strength you’ve been looking for to change it. Walls into windows.

I feel like I’m sashaying saucily up to you: “Would you like me to seduce you?” Let’s see if I can. Continue reading “Walls into Windows: Beating EDs Through Humor”

Free Friday: Get your Free e-copy of What Goes Down!

Good morning and TGIF!

It’s that time again: Free Friday!

Anyone who would like a free eCopy of my book, What Goes Down: The End of an Eating Disorder, to read and review gets it!

Reading other’s stories of struggle and recovery was incredibly therapeutic for me when I was recovering, and I hope my words and story can help others too.

Throw a comment out if you would like a free eCopy, email me at and I’ll get it over to you to read and review. I can’t wait to hear what you think of it!

Here’s to recovery. Cheers!

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Goldilocks and the Three Thanksgiving Pants

It’s true; I have three pairs of Thanksgiving pants for the three different phases of my eating past. I can’t go back in time and change what I did all those years. My past is still very much a part of me, so I have to find a way to face it, forgive it, and find some humor in it. I truly believe that is the best way to make peace with it. Look back and laugh a little.

When I looked back, I was surprised to find I had somehow channeled my inner Goldilocks (I guess I can chalk that up to my natural blonde locks) when I found I had evolved through three very different types of Thanksgiving pants. I also found it ironically hilarious that Goldilocks begins her plunder hungry, looking for food, and the first thing she does is sit down and eat a stranger’s whole bowl of porridge.

I had to laugh, realizing that was a pretty fitting testament to what my ED-self might have done back then. Hide your porridge folks, Goldie’s hungry and on the hunt! And, in true Goldilocks-style, that is exactly where my twenty years of porridge-plundering began—with pants way too small in an attempt to hide my hunger. Continue reading “Goldilocks and the Three Thanksgiving Pants”

The Black Vine in my Mind

I imagine the path is similar for many and different for others. For me, my eating disorder was a seed I planted during puberty. It was a realization that I have a body that is not slender and beautiful like other girls, which somehow makes me different and less than other girls.

That seed was then nurtured by the stress of moving across country to live on my own for the first time, with no friends or acquaintances on campus, to begin college and start learning how to cope with all the demands of life as an independent adult. And as I was doing that, I found myself surrounded by throngs of gorgeous hourglass-shaped southern belles. This only continued the unraveling of my self-esteem, a pervasive waning of my confidence. Continue reading “The Black Vine in my Mind”