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Moving Forward is the First and Hardest Step

Seven years ago, I began an incredible journey towards getting healthy.  I was tired of how I looked. I was tired of how I felt.  My second born was a year old and I still looked (and felt) like I was five months pregnant.  We were eating fast food almost every single night, and I was tired of seeing my precious babies shove French fries in their mouths.

I wanted a change.

No, I needed a change.

For myself, for my health, for my family. We deserved better than McDonald’s and sickness.

So, I pulled out an old DVD, laced up old running shoes, and pushed play. Then, I learned how to select fresh, whole foods from the grocery store, searched for healthy recipes, and learned to cook for my family instead of going through the drive-thru.

Then, after nine months of hard work, and twenty pounds lighter and more pep in my step and more energy than I had when I was twenty, I discovered that I could help people get healthy. To do what I did, which was exercise and eat right, and help them get results.

As well as make fitness enjoyable.  Fitness is fun. It really is.  I know it doesn’t feel like that at first, but it really is when you discover what you enjoy doing.  I learned three years into Beachbody that dancing was my soulmate workout.  Cardio? No. Heck no. Unless it involved dancing.

I spent six years encouraging and promoting a message of being beautiful in your own skin. Being beautiful in the way that God made you and living well.  Be a Size You was a very personal message for me and I wanted to spread that message all over the country and even the world.

I still do.  I still believe in the mission behind Beachbody, and I still believe in the message of Be a Size You.

But at some point, some things come to an end.

For a long while, I have felt that God has been leading me to lay down this business.  It makes no sense to people on the outside, and truthfully, I have a hard time really expressing it verbally.  It comes out in one giant emotional word vomit. Ha!

But when it is time to let go of something, you do it.  You do it. You don’t overthink it, even if it doesn’t all make sense.  God led our family to live on the side of a mountain a couple of years ago, and we lived in a trailer as a family of four. It was the craziest thing to people.

Yet God was still God there on that mountain and He moved constantly in my heart and in my life and in my faith.

Even when you love something as much as I love Beachbody, and I truly do love them because they are the BEST (I know, totally biased), you still have to let go.

I am excited to see what God will do next for our family.  I am excited to see where God leads my husband in terms of his career and his leading of our family.  Good things will happen, even if it looks different than I had originally pictured.

To those of you who have supported me, encouraged me, purchased from me, been a part of my challenge groups and online fitness communities, THANK YOU.

Thank you for allowing me a window seat into your life and allowing me to walk along the journey of being a healthier version of you. I know it wasn’t easy and it was so hard at times. Know that I am still rooting for you.  I want success for you.  I want good things for you.

I want you to continue to live well, and give God the glory.  Be a Size you is not a one size fits all message.  It is for everyone.

I will still be blogging, and still be getting my sweat on and sharing my faith and all the things that matter to me. Because even though health and fitness won’t be my vocation, it doesn’t mean I care any less about it.  And yes, Cize dance videos will still be happening on IG! Holla!

Thank you again for loving me and allowing me to serve you in health.

Be a Size You Forever,

Tiff

It Is Okay

I am going to talk about something that makes the Christian community incredibly uncomfortable.

It is okay to want to use an opportunity to create a better financial future for your family.

It is okay to go towards your dreams.

It is okay to own a business and want to make money.

It is also wise to remember, as we work towards building a financial future for our family and even working towards making dreams come true, that when much is given, much is expected.

So if you are fortunate to build wealth (and honestly, that looks different for all of us. You define success.) much will be expected of you.

It doesn’t mean you are not kingdom minded if you are rich. Or become rich. Or have a successful business.

I talk to many wives and mamas who feel crushed under the weight of financial stress. Unless you understand the feeling of not knowing how you will pay for your groceries, pay for needs in your home, pay bills, do not assume that the woman you see working her business daily is not Kingdom minded. When a woman wants to stop fighting with her spouse about money, and is willing to do something about it, that is kingdom minded.

She is fighting for her family. That is kingdom minded. That is kingdom impact. Because she realizes that providing for the needs of her family and her household is how she will encourage those in her care to grow, trust, share, show compassion, have faith, and more.

Totally put this devotional on my Christmas list.

I have been praying a great deal about what I want to cultivate for my family. As we remain in transition, it is getting harder. And to be 100% honest with you, I am tired of it. But that is what happens when things are hard. You go through a multitude of emotions and feelings. And that is okay.

But I have made some big decisions lately, decisions that I will share later in the week, but I am confident that it will be better for my family and better for me and for my gift mix and abilities.

I am scared as heck, but it seems the word that has been repeated over and over again in my heart is “Brave.”

Brave will be my personal word for 2018. Still praying over our family one. But Brave is mine. Because I will have to be.

To do new things.

To face new challenges.

To let go of what is good and go for great.

That takes bravery.

So if you, sister friend, are sitting behind your screen critical of your friend or the mama who seems to be working toward wealth and you feel the need to judge why, take a moment to shoot her a message and ask about her story. You might be surprised.

And to you, sister friend, who is working so hard on your job or your business to provide something different for your family, keep going. Keep Him first. Pray for your business/job and remember that with much given, much is expected.

Be a Size You,

Tiffany

Ordinary is Good

I follow quite a few lifestyle, health and fashion bloggers on social media.  I do that because I love to be inspired and see what they come up with in terms of their content.  I like to learn from those who are running their online businesses well and providing value to those who follow them. As a woman with two online businesses, it is important for me to constantly be learning how I can provide the best value and the greatest content to those who choose to be a part of my online community and share with them what I have to offer.

But, if I can be honest with you, sometimes, I feel that sting of comparison.

I don’t have an extravagant budget to work with in terms of my closet, my photos, my travels.  My home isn’t the most beautiful and it isn’t often photographed to show off it’s amazing décor.

We don’t travel to all of these amazing places, like these influencers do.  I am a homebody. I love being at home.  I love relaxing at home with my family and watching a movie. If we do go anywhere, it is usually for family events/holidays/annual vacations or I am attending an annual work conference.

Or our weekly outing at church.

When I get down on myself about how I don’t have a big enough audience, or my photos aren’t glamorous enough, or I don’t attract enough likes, or I don’t travel to amazing places….it is then I need to be reminded by God why He has me doing what I am doing. What my most important role right now is.

“Please hear me, Girl: The world has enough who know how to do their hair. It needs women who know how to do hard and holy things.” Ann Voskamp

Hard and holy things. And perhaps, even a little ordinary.

It is hard to raise two human beings to love the Lord, and to serve Him and to follow Him all the days of their lives. Because as we know as parents, they will grow up with wings and minds of their own, and they may choose a way that breaks your mama heart.  I look at those two faces in that picture above and my heart aches.  I long so much for them to avoid the mistakes I made as a girl, but while I can guide and direct, someday I will have to let them make their choices.

The ordinary work of being a wife to my husband.  To support him, no matter how frustrated I may be with him. Whether in good times or hard times, being his partner and helpmate is vital and important and hard and holy. Our world glamorizes romance, the wedding and lust.  It does not value marriage and the hard and holy work that it is.

The ordinary is good.  I remember smiling on a late Thursday night, after my son’s final baseball game of the Fall season.  He was devastated because they lost and therefore they were eliminated from the tournament.  So my husband wanted to cheer him up with a dude hangout and grab some baseball cards.  We didn’t have hundreds of dollars to spend, but we had $30.  We didn’t travel to the World Series or even to Los Angeles to somewhere glamorous in order make our son smile.

It was at an ordinary Target in our hometown.  Then we went back to our ordinary home, on our ordinary couch, in our ordinary living room (that will never be featured in a magazine) and just spent time together.

I smiled because it was one of the best evenings.  It was simple.  My son was happy and he was now excited for baseball again in the Spring.

While I love reading my favorite blogs and seeing all those beautiful photos on social media, and as much as they inspire me to better myself as a business woman, I have to keep it in perspective that my ordinary life is good. It is good because God made it good.

He gave me a wonderful husband.  An amazing little home to take care of. Two awesome children who keep us busy and entertained and who love us and want to hang out with us.

I don’t need thousands of likes on a post to show I have influence. I use the words God gives me and the lessons He teaches me to share with all of you, in hopes that my humble attempts lead you closer to Him.

God is teaching me that there is nothing wrong with having a beautifully crafted Instagram page.  But, we must be willing to share the hard and the holy, and even the ordinary, because that is where most of us lie.

Most of us are not living these glamorous lives that we see plastered all over the blogospheres.  We are deep down in the dirt of the every day.  We are traveling to and from work or school, trying to get dinner on the table or make it to a practice or recital on time.

We are changing diapers or kissing our children goodbye as they head off to college.

We go to grocery stores that offer us the most bang for our buck so that we can feed our families well, and if it is organic and healthy, heck, it feels like a win.  We do our best with what we have.

We don’t always get to dress up.  Most of us live in active wear or leggings.

We read books on how we can be better mothers. Less angry wives.  Better listeners. Better leaders. Be less busy and more present. On how to choose joy. How to share the gospel with a friend.  All ordinary things, but good.

So Sister Friend, if you are looking at your Instagram page and feeling like you are too ordinary to make a difference, can I tell you that you are? That there is a fellow gal looking at your feed right now and thankful that your ordinary heart shared something extraordinary in her and encouraged her in some way.

As much as I would love to have a beautiful insta page, I am thankful for the ordinary photos, because they are evidence of God’s work in my life.

Tiffany

The Habits of a Fit Person

This question was answered on social media today by one of the fitness trainers I follow, and while her answer was “technically” true….I want to add more to the conversation.

Her answer was that a fit person doesn’t skip workouts, even when on vacation or during holidays.

Yes, it is true that, for the most part, those who consider themselves fit, don’t cancel their workouts for things like holidays or vacation.  But, I think a fit person’s habits go much deeper than just not skipping their workouts.

I am in a season of my life where my workouts are at a much slower pace than before.  I don’t really have a specific physical goal in mind right now.  With the constant change our family is experiencing, God is directing my heart towards other areas that need nourishing and a health check up.

Things like dealing with stress effectively, my attitude when things don’t go my way (again), and how to stop hanging out with worry and doubt and start clinging to faith. (Watch this awesome Video that I saw this morning….it inspired me so much!)

The habits of a Fit person is one that looks similar on the surface (the workouts, the nutrition, etc), but very different in terms of their emotional state and well being.

A fit person has:

*Faith in the process– they realize that some seasons are going to be about goal setting and goal reaching and other seasons will be slower. But they understand the value of moving their body for their overall health

*The wisdom to rest– They know when their body has reached its limits. When it is time to slow down. To put aside the pressure of looking or feeling a certain way.  That maintenance is a healthy by-product of the fit life. That their LIFE is not a fitness competition.

*The ability to be present and enjoy those they are around, even if they are surrounded by food they should refrain from- This one, I think is hardest because we live in a diet minded society.  We constantly hear and see the list of Don’t Eat This in magazines, social media and nutrition plans. The fit person recognizes what works for them.  What doesn’t serve them, and they are experiencing FREEDOM to abstain and still enjoy being in the presence of their friends and family. This is especially true during the holiday season.  All those baked goods and rich foods are tempting, and they are delicious!  But, the fit minded woman will choose her favorites without guilt and happily say no to the things that she doesn’t enjoy or need in her life.

*Joy and Freedom– She is not in prison to her fitness plan or her nutrition program.  The whole point of her deciding to embark on this journey to being healthier was to bring her freedom.  Freedom from foods dictating her emotions and keeping her in chains. The joy of God directing her steps as she stepped outside of her comfort zone and treated her body with care for the first time in who knows how long.  She is working to break free from the chains and the lies the enemy has told her for so long about her body, her worth, her appearance, her value……and she hears the truth for the first time in a long time.

When I started the mission of Be a Size You, it was so important to me that women experience true freedom and joy and have faith in the process.  I get frustrated with fitness programs and nutrition programs sometimes, because they can seem rigid even if they weren’t designed to be so, and when a person is just beginning their journey, their old habits are hard to break and the lies are still very loud in their minds.  It takes time, it takes encouragement, it takes a lot of grace, and it isn’t just as simple as saying “fit people don’t skip workouts.”

It is so much more than that. So much more.  I have been guilty of saying “No Excuses” before as a virtual health coach, but I am thankful that God has been laying me low to teach me how to better love and serve those who want to live well and truly “Be a Size You.”

Praying for each of you as you embark on your own personal journey of fitness, faith, and health.  I am always here to help you. It is my greatest joy to serve you in that way.

Be a Size You,

Tiffany

Choose Your Own Adventure

I am going through an incredible online bible study through the book of Ephesians with Sarah Koontz and being reminded that we are worthy of our calling in Christ.

Lately, my fitness routine has been at some what of a standstill. It doesn’t mean that I am not working out, but just that I am not doing as much. I am not kicking up the intensity. I am choosing to dance more than a grueling HIIT.

I walk more than I run.

It has been good for this Mama’s soul as she prays and waits and wonders what God will do next for our little family.

What is our next adventure?

In our study today in Ephesians, Sarah mentioned that we are kind of on a choose your adventure journey….the gift of free will and choosing what we will do here on earth with what He has given us.  Our gifts and talents should be stewarded for Kingdom purposes, but it is easy to get lost on our way and some of our choices in our journey take us away.  Our choices do affect us.

With that all said, I am forever grateful that there are promises put in place long before I ever got here.  That when I chose Jesus as my Lord and Savior, I became a Co-heir in the inheritance.  I did nothing to earn that.  And neither did you, sweet sister.

Let’s worship Him today in that very thought and praise Him for His wonderful gift!

Read Ephesians 3:1-7 today and get a glimpse of this wonderful promise. As we exhibit free will, let it not be so that we can be more popular, more powerful, more rich, more influential, but to share the hope that we have in Christ Jesus!

As you workout today, or perhaps you are like me and taking it a little bit easier in your fitness routine, or you need something uplifting to listen to while working around the house (or on the job!), here is my Worship Playlist.

 

13 Years…..

Thirteen years of marriage today.  I was 23 and Dan had just celebrated his 26th birthday earlier that month.

We were young and in love and so ready to take that next step into our forever.  This photo captures a funny moment during our vows when Dan was reciting his portion and he repeated the vows “for richer or poorer” and he said:

“For richer and much much poorer.”

Ha!!! And our pastor laughed and told him “You can’t get much poorer than you are now!”

I think, in the course of 13 years, we have learned a lot during our time in our marriage.

13 years of constantly growing.

13 years of saying I am sorry.

13 years of I love you.

13 years of extending grace to one another when disappointments or failed expectations are evident.

13 years of constantly learning how to love one another in our love language (I am acts of service and words of affirmation. Dan is physical touch and gifts..and we still get these wrong!!!!)

We have seen extreme valleys and hardships. We have experienced incredible blessing on mountaintops. God has gifted us with two incredible human beings that we love to death and would do anything for.

We have had to learn, over and over again, to fight for each other, because no one else will.  No one outside of our marriage will fight for us.

That doesn’t mean they don’t love us. Others want good for us.

But when the hard times have come on us, we have had to learn how to lay down our weapons and not fight against each other, as though we were one opposing teams.

We fight side by side. We carry each other’s burdens. We go through hard times together.

And we celebrate in victory together.  Because of the ONE who has bonded us together.

We are going through a valley right now, but I know the end is on the other side.

And even if it is not, He is still good.

And I will still have him by my side.

Happy anniversary to my love.

Tiffany

When You Hear God Clearly, But Still Find Yourself Hurt

God who answers prayer

Sees me in my need

Runs to my despair

Your promise I believe

That You Are, You Are, You Are God

God Who Answers Prayer by Elevation Worship 2009

 

There is no sugar coating it. I have been struggling. Emotionally and physically.

Yesterday, we attended church as a family for the first time in weeks. WEEKS.  A family that has served the better half of a decade in the local church suddenly finds themselves at a loss as to where to attend and worship.  We have mostly resorted to online services and reading bible stories, listening to worship music or even watching  Veggie Tales.

I tend to silently suffer in my emotions. Crying has always felt like a sign of weakness, like I am being a drama queen.  I don’t cry often, but when I do, it is not in front of others.  I can’t stand the attention or the questions from others who are concerned.  Questions like “Are you okay?” are so hard for me to answer.

Because yes, I am okay,  but just a little broken. 

A little tired.

A little weary. 

A lot over it. 

Back in July, I blogged about how we were in the midst of waiting, as Dan felt God was calling him to Pastor a church.  That it was time for him to make the next step in his call in vocational ministry.

We are still waiting, and honestly, this all looks like a pipe dream.

It feels like maybe, we heard wrong.

When Dan didn’t get a position back in June, and then all the “Thanks but no thanks” started to roll in, it was very easy to question what we were doing.

What God was doing.

I felt hurt. What was wrong with us, that nobody wanted us to be a part of their church? And if I could be brutally honest, I began to feel a little bit of anger towards those in leadership at those churches.  It’s an ugly feeling, but I felt it.

It was also easy to question what we did wrong. What questions didn’t we answer correctly? What did I post on social media that they saw and didn’t like and made a judgement about us? So many questions, and we had no answers.

We still have no answers, except to press on.

Perhaps in the meantime, vocational ministry is a no for us.  So we will do other things. We will serve His church.  We will find a church to call home.  I will still work at home with my hands for my family. Dan will work as well….to do what he can do take care of his little family that God has given him to lead.

“And the Lord will guide you continually

and satisfy your desire in scorched places

and make your bones strong;

and you shall be like a watered garden, 

like a spring of water,

whose waters do not fail.” Isaiah 58:11

Sister friends, have you been there? Do you feel as though you have heard God clearly, but yet you find yourself in a place you didn’t expect?

Are you weary of waiting? Does resentment and hurt bubble up inside of you, daring to pour out its devastation and wrath to whoever or whatever crosses its path? Or do just feel tired and lack joy?

I am there with you.  I get it.  As tiring and long as this walk is, as often as we try to put on our brave face and smile through it, as much as we hate complaining….let us also walk in confidence that God hears us, sees us, and cares for us.

Let us cling to promises in His word, even if we have to read them with tight fists and tear-filled eyes.  Even when we literally cannot find the words to utter in prayer, praise Him for the fact that He knows our heart before we speak it out loud.

Let us remember that when all of this is over, we will be like a spring of water. We will be renewed and restored.  We have hope.

Praying for those of you in the trenches and in the desert, sister friends.

Be a Size You,

Tiffany

I Can No Longer Keep Silent

“He has told you, O man, what is good;

and what does the Lord require of you

but to do justice, and to love kindness,

and to walk humbly with your God?”

Micah 7:8

I don’t often blog in an emotional state, because that often means I go unfiltered and I tend to lose my cool a little bit.  I have to be honest here, though.  I am highly upset.  I am mad. I am heartbroken over the evil that transpired in Vegas and the lives that were lost and the people who are suffering because of this.

I am angry and I have had enough.

I know so many of you are feeling the same way.

When I first saw all of the tweets and posts about gun control and 2nd amendment rights  that came up immediately in the hours after news broke, at first, I was upset about it.  I told myself that “now isn’t the time to bring it up.” 

But when will it be time?  When can we bring up that something isn’t right?  Something is wrong with us.  There is evil widespread here and we as human beings can no longer have a meaningful conversation about this very topic (and many others) without resorting to name calling. Whether we are called a racist or a snowflake, that is what it has come down to. We are not capable of listening to each other about issues that we as human beings should care about.

Listen up, people are dead right now. Dead. From a man who had a weapon that could mow down people in rapid fury.  Screw your rights as of this moment.  People are dead.

When Sandy Hook happened, I couldn’t catch my breath. First graders murdered in their classrooms. Mamas having to bury their babies because of one person. I had a first grader at that time.  I feared, and still do, sending my children to school.  And still we kept hearing about “our rights to own a gun!” Yet, we are also the first ones to yell out “All Lives Matter” and go on and on about being pro-life.

You are not listening. I am as pro 2nd amendment as they come. My family is in law enforcement. I have been informed about gun safety and laws, I understand it is a weapon that can be used for evil, but for most Americans, it is for personal protection.  I am pro-life.  I am a Christian.

I am also for justice.  And I see no justice for those who are dead when there are so many of us who don’t believe in having a real conversation about this issue simply because we don’t think it will work. Or insert whatever excuse you have heard or said.

It needs to be addressed.

Yes, it is a mental health issue.

Yes, it is a gun control/legislation issue.

Yes, it is a heart issue.

We talk. We listen. We come up with ideas and plans and laws to make a difference. Stop coming at each other with “stricter gun laws won’t work” or “All gun owners are evil.” That doesn’t help the conversation. We need to listen. If someone has an opinion about this, ask them, without an attitude or an edge, as to what their idea may be. Don’t come at them with they are wrong, or stupid, or if the idea is stupid. They are trying. We want to try. We want to fix this. We are tired of seeing people we love die because of this. 

I don’t have all the answers. I know that we can come up with some sort of solution. Here is what I am learning, though. The government is always going to fight for what they want. Either side, it doesn’t matter. They are far more concerned with their political agenda than they are with us. Democrat, Republican, it doesn’t matter. They want to win.

That is where you and I, the ones who vote, come in.  Start talking. Start sending letters to congressmen and women. Call them. Start showing up in meetings.  Start connecting with your neighbors, even those with a different political and religious view than yours and start coming up with ways to make this world, our country, our home, a better place to raise our babies in.

Evil has no place here.  We must seek justice.  We the people can do that.  We can push back against those in leadership and make them do their jobs. We should have done this a long time ago.

I am currently looking at photos on my table, photos of my kids, of our entire family on vacation, of my babies when they were babies. My wedding day marrying the man I am madly in love with.

If I had lost any of them to something so senseless, you bet your rear end I would call for something to be done.

Because those lives absolutely matter to me.  They matter.

Those lives lost, young and old. They matter. They are important. Human beings are worth the fight. We can always change laws if things improve.  But we can’t bring loved ones back from the dead.

Let’s starting talking. Let’s seek justice and love kindness and walk humbly.

Be a Size you,

Tiffany

 

Self Care is Not Just For Fitness

You have probably heard that word, self care, a whole lot. Usually, it goes along with someone who is inviting you to join them on a journey towards being healthier and being more fit.

That is definitely part of it! A healthy body is part of the whole self care movement, but that is not the only piece! There are so many ways we busy mamas can take care of ourselves so that we can pour into those we love and give ourselves to the ministries and passions we are focused on.

Here are some of my favorite ways to get in a little me time:

*Getting my hair/nails done
*Massage
*Facials
*shopping (Did you see my last blog post?)
*Night out with the girls
*Reading an uplifting book
*Learning a new skill
*Soothing music
*Bath time and using my favorite essential oils/natural skin care products
*Going to the beach or any place that has water
*Hiking or fun outdoor activity with girlfriends
*Study a new topic
*Exercise
*Try a new healthy food restaurant
*Test out a new recipe or bake something yummy
*Blogging/writing
*Being creative and putting together pretty outfits for myself, friends, and family.
*Singing, by myself, out loud in my home.
*Taking a nap! (Do it!)

As you can see, there are so many ways to fill your tank. We give a ton to those around us. If you are a mama, you probably feel like you are constantly running on empty.

But, it is hard to pour into others if you yourself are running on empty. It really is.

Fill your tank, then let that overflow into others.

We are such a busy society! Who the heck told us that in order to be great or worth anything, we had to run ourselves ragged? Who said busier was better?

Who said being a wife and mom was an act of a martyr? Um no.

There are sacrifices, yes. Obviously. But being a wife and a mom isn't a prison sentence. It isn't horrible. Let's knock that off.

Let's take care of ourselves and do things that bring us beauty, joy, pleasure, and then let's bring those very things to those we love.

What are your favorite ways to practice self care?

Be a Size You,

Tiff

Why You Don’t Need More Inspiration or Motivation


Inspiration is everywhere. Have you noticed that? Whether we are being inspired to create a beautiful home, or new delicious recipes that will wow your family and friends, or outfit inspirations, we are literally inundated with inspiration and ideas that are meant to move us to action.

Pinterest is a dreamers haven. But I have also found it is the place where dreams go to die.

Why? 

Because being inspired is not the same as action.  Honestly, it is easy to be inspired. Dare I say, it is even easy to be motivated.

Action, on the other hand, is harder. Because that means you have to make a decision to move or do something based on what you have seen.

If what you saw inspired you enough to move, and you actually took action, then fantastic! It worked!!!

But, if you are constantly being inspired but nothing happens….then you don’t need anymore inspiration. 

You need an action plan. You need to move.

People like to chat about being inspired. But being inspired costs you nothing. Literally. It is free. I post on social media every day my workouts, or about something I have read that encouraged me, in order to inspire and encourage all of you. And it is all free for you. I don’t charge for my inspiration. I give that away because I know it can benefit the heart of the reader.

But, if you come to me wanting my help to take action, I will require YOU to put some skin in the game. That means, you will have to invest your time and dollars in order for you to reach your desired goal. Action requires skin in the game. It does not require more motivation or inspiration. Those help to keep momentum. Heck, we all love an “Atta Girl!” Now and then! No shame in that!

But if you aren’t willing to move and put some skin on, then you are wanting to achieve anything. 

Are you ready for this? I say this in love. Completely. Because I love you.

You just want to be inspired. You aren’t looking to change. You don’t want to change, yet. You are not there yet. 

“But why do I have to spend so much money to get healthy/build my business/get training/etc.

Because. If you put into it, it will matter more to you. You will care more. It will hurt more because it cost you something. My journey was not free. It still isn’t. I invest regularly into my health, my relationships, my home, my business, because it matters to me! I have skin in this. It matters.

I know that part is painful. We don’t like to give any part of ourselves if we aren’t sure if it will work out. There are no guarantees, really.

But what if. Just what if you decided to take that inspiration, invest in it, and be surprised by the outcome. 

You may discover it was worth it.

Be a Size You,
Tiffany 

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