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3 ways to run your race well

September 18, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 4 Comments

A little over a year ago, we sent most of our belongings off to storage and moved the basics into a small “temporary” apartment. Each of us had definite “expectations” of what temporary would mean. I did not even pack clothes for a change of season. I had EXPECTATIONS!

As months grew into a year, our patience to find the right place and not settle on a house was growing thin. We each took turns encouraging each other to stand strong. We wait for the house that is meant for us…not the one we just buy because we are tired. We have expectations.

Have you ever had a goal you expected to turn out one way – only to discover the path is completely different than you imagined?

Goals are very different than expectations. I find that often expectations are put on us by others – family, community, co-workers, friends. Goals we set for our own walk.

Have you ever confused an expectation someone placed on you for a goal? It can create the greatest detour in our marriage, parenting, career, and personal growth. Can you identify one expectation you need to discard? Has it created a detour? Has it slowed you down?

The next few weeks we will look at what expectations in marriage, parenting, and personal growth can create the greatest detours. We can recover. We can get back on track.

This week we are finalizing the details in the purchase of our new home! The wait is over. There are certain things I had not even considered would be in our new home. There are sweet surprises. Check back on Facebook for a live broadcast from our new front porch!

Even in this new season, there are great benefits to our current living quarters I will miss. Probably only me – but that is ok! In a tiny apartment, there is no place to hide. A great asset in having a teenager!

As we look at expectations in marriage, parenting and personal growth what expectation can you identify as the greatest cause to a detour? How can we help you get back on track?

We will break down the following three areas this next week as it applies to marriage, parenting, and self care.

1. Reality TV is not really the Real World. Are you guilty of getting caught in the comparison trap? If only your spouse, children, your life was like…….. it would be better. If only leads to expectations that are not reality.

2. Past problems do not excuse present troubles. If you have “stuff” to work out – do it. Find a trained counselor . Your past may be difficult . Some stuff is much harder to overcome than others. Find a trained coach and counselor to help you navigate out of the expectation trap. Goals for personal care are not selfish. Those that expect you to put on a happy face and “suck it up” are not helping you. In this time of high suicide, it is time to speak up! Your story matters! You matter! Get help and get healthy! We need you!

3. There are no quotas for success. Your spouse, your friend, your neighbor’s success does not negate your own. You do you. It matters. Find your own race and run it. Dropping expectations of others are a key part of learning to run your own race. Moving away from my friends and family to the other side of the country was hard. It was my path. It afforded a future I could have never written in my wildest dreams. However I had only expectations to do my best, live my best life – those expectations give us the freedom to pursue goals that make a difference. Change the dialogue. Expect the best!

What do you expect from yourself that no one else does? What freedom can you find in releasing the false expectations to pursue your goals?

There are seasons in life that bring different goals and expectations on our lives. Give yourself permission to be you in the season. A mom with little’s has a much different path than one getting ready to laugh her kids into the world. They are both hard and good and beautiful. Do not let the season define you. It is just a season.

Expect the best. Share the story.

Stuck in the middle- living in the present, releasing the past, and planning for the future

August 30, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese Leave a Comment

This past week my son and I helped a friend move her daughter into her dorm at college. There I was stuck in the middle of living in the present, releasing the past, and planning for the future. My son has a few more years of high school but it really has made the clock seem to move forward at warp speed. I remember feeling a similar feeling when he first started Kindergarten. It’s too much, too fast. I will not let go.

But time does move forward. Even if it feels like a jump to warp speed from a sci-fi movie, it is just life. Just life. Does not really help how we feel stuck in the middle of the circumstance does it? I am proud of my kids. They do well. They make mistakes, they misbehave, and generally are becoming productive members of society. So why do I want it all to slow down?

I do not really want it to slow down. There was a moment that I could see spending the last few years of his high school career sad at everything. Oh do not mistake..there will be tears. There will be the “happy-sad” tears of firsts, lasts, and what just happened moments. It is just life. I want to celebrate and recognize the moments for what they are – brilliant.

How do we do life in the moments that make us feel stuck? Maybe it is a challenge in your marriage, dating relationship, infertility, parenting struggle, work strife? They are all really moments. Seasons where the quicksand seems to have replaced your ability to move forward. Where every step seems more labored than the last. What do you do? Do you rally your tribe?

There is a reason I wrote a post on showing fierce love to your tribe. Your people are important to help in the stuck moments. It is the key to prevent the “stuck” moments from being black hole seasons. There is so much push to only show the “happy” Pinterest moments. Being stuck is not a default or a character flaw. It is LIFE. We all have moments. Sharing your story is what we are all about here. The more we share the more we know we are not alone. Not in the way that we “one-up” each others pain or challenges. Simply sharing to let others know we understand. When we can move to listening – really listening, we can stop focusing on fixing.

My son will graduate from high school in a few years. He will follow his own path and make his way into the world. There will be moments that he may feel stuck. I may not be able to fix all those moments. Is that so bad? Really?

Our stuck moments can refine us. They can teach us. Letting your future be a compilation of your stuck moments make us more compassionate to those on the path behind. Stuck moments do not have to define you. The moment of feeling like an unworthy friend, parent, spouse is a feeling. It is not who you are – or what you are. We can suck in those stuck moments as humans. Apologize. Move on.

I know the things that can cause me to feel stuck. I am aware. Sometimes that helps, sometimes it hurts. Looking to others in my tribe to get me beyond myself is so appreciated. If someone feels stuck, I can bring them a meal, invite them for a run/walk, invite them for coffee. I do not need to talk about their shoulda, woulda, coulda, moments.

How can we change the world? One act of compassion at a time. Invite others into your sphere. People are perfectly imperfect. It is not our job to fix…a good cup of coffee and an open ear can go a long way.

What makes you feel stuck? How did you pull out of that moment? What can you do differently next time?

Let’s start the conversation. Because it has to start somewhere. We need to acknowledge the hard stuff . You can do it – and yes it IS HARD!

What can you add to the conversation #stuckinthemidde?

10 things that can cause us to be “stuck”

August 22, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 11 Comments

For the past year I have been in a season of transition. Without a permanent residence and my families belongings in storage it would be an easy season to be “stuck”. Have you ever found yourself in a season that you feel stuck? Not necessarily full depression, just a place you exist but not work to thrive.

How can we look at events and moments in our life that could lead to a feeling of being “stuck”? I have found there are have been several opportunities in which I could have translated into reasons (excuses) to be stuck. It was often a fine line. A series of small daily choices I had to make to keep moving forward. Sometimes successfully – others not so much.

Here are the top ten areas I find to give me the most temptation to derail my zest for life.

Kids schedules
Moving
Family illness
Job situation
Health challenge
Busyness of life
Relationships
Eating habits
Sleep habits
Change of seasons

What is one thing you need to work to “unstick” this month? Let’s hear from you. Share with us on Facebook or in the comments. I would love to hear how we can keep moving, keep our perspective positive and encourage each other in the low points.

5 ways to help your child through rejection

July 30, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 27 Comments

Rejection is hard. No one relishes the term “trial by fire”. Especially when you see your child burn up in the flame of rejection. Rejection is part of life. How can we fan the flame of our child’s gifting and passion without burning up in the sadness of the rejection?

At five years old, my daughter jumped up on the stage with no fear belted out in song. On key, in sync with a music track, and in front of strangers at a mall. No training.

At that moment I knew I was in for a journey like no other. Have you ever found yourself on a journey with your children not of your own design? Sometimes I wish I could orchestrate a safe, perfect activity with no disappointment or heartache. But then in reality I would only be doing that for my own ease.

My daughter’s journey in theater and acting began on that stage when she was only five. I hesitate to share about it only because it is a harsh world for a child. They are exposed. Out in the open, giving their all with each and every audition. And the no’s are much more prevalent than the yes’s.

But isn’t that true in life? When we fail, have you ever found yourself two steps forward and one step back? When you stop and think, you are still one step further along than when you started? Daily I seek to find that one step. What does that look like in the big picture?

Why do I share this today?

As we are talking family, I have been sharing that this past week has been particularly challenging. I had to travel back home to help my mom with a health scare. As a mom, life doesn’t stop when you have to go. At home this week, I also got the “thank you -no thank you” email regarding an audition. The one you dread to get as an actor and performer. Each and every time I have my own internal battle, “why do I let her do this? ” – “why does she love this when it is so hard” .

Now at eleven years old, she has been on a four month audition process for a big role with a big theater. She gave up time with friends, other theater parts, travel, and free time to dive in to her craft in preparation. With each callback she sought counsel from experts and mentors in her life, she practiced instead of played, she focused only on this role and sacrificed others for the process. It was her own choice. Believe me when I say, getting this part would mean great sacrifice in schedule, time and logistics for our family. We are on her team – supporting her in this journey.

Now the “no” came four months after we started. She made it to the end, but it still ended in a no. How do we support our children when they suffer disappointment and pain? We have come up with 5 strategies for our family several years ago after we realized just how serious she is about theater. These really serve us well in all aspects of parenting in disappointment.

Check yourself. As much as I want to scream and yell, this is not about me. This process, this choice, is hers. My emotions and feelings need to be processed with adults. She is my daughter first -not my peer. So I cry a little only because I know she will be sad. I hurt because in the end my baby was rejected. Before I go to her with the news, I get all of this out. This is not her burden to carry. In the end, the rejection does make my schedule easier. Our lives remain the same. So physically is it not a heartbreak. Who can you process your emotions with before you help your child process their emotions? Our process is different.
Define Your Non-negotiable . We will always check to make sure it is their choice not our own. I have heard many times, “she is a child, how can she know”. Believe me, when you have a single-focused, driven child – you know. Any given moment this could all go away if grades are not kept in place, if respect is lost, if it I have to convince her to do anything. It is not their thing if you have to convince them. No child willingly gives up play time, sleep-overs, and vacations unless they choose to sacrifice for their gifting. How many Olympic parents would say they “chose” that lifestyle for their child. It is not for the faint of heart.
Acknowledge the suck-factor and move on. Yes, we set limits for grieving. Not emotions- but limits on our emotions stopping our lives in their tracks. This may sound too harsh. However, remember we are in the theater/drama arena. Drama is her gifting. A few years ago, we encountered our first big no. The crying went on for days. We sat down and talked about all the positive things we learned in the process of auditioning. We talked about what it looked like if she quit auditioning. We talked about future auditions. If you can not deal with the no’s, this is not the activity for you. So for 24 hours we cry, we watch musicals, we eat ice cream, and we make lists of all the great things that happened during the audition. Then we move on to the next one. No missing school, no hiding out, no succumbing to a pit of despair or we end the process.
Rally your cheering section. We have an amazing amount of supporters that help her practice, pray for her during the process, and generally keep lifting her up with words of encouragement and lots of hugs. We also have those that teach her in her craft honestly. The good, the bad, and the ugly – all the things you hate to see your child go through. However, wouldn’t you want them to be challenged by someone that is invested in their future for the good and not the competition? We have to hear the good with the bad. All followed by many hugs!
Celebrate the no’s. We throw a party. Each no is one closer to a yes. We are always reminded that we also have seen her have yeses in her life. There have been big parts that someone else has lost out to her. If you truly move forward believing that each part comes or go for a reason you can move forward. We do not always agree. We may feel like questioning. But it is not our department. She has to do her best, the rest in out of her hands. For a parent, the loss of control over decisions when it comes to our kids can be the worst feeling. Life does not stop when we get a no. It just means we are one more no closer to that yes!

I realize that having a child in the performing arts may not be your world. Maybe you think I am crazy for allowing her to pursue this activity. What in our life are we passionate about that we can pursue without limits if we just see the no’s as one step closer to success?

What do we not do because we are afraid to get hurt? Afraid to hear the word “no”?

Assemble your cheering section, celebrate the no’s, acknowledge the suck-factor, set your non-negotiable, and check yourself! You can do it. Parenting is hard no matter what stage or abilities of your child. We want the best. The best comes with hard work and sacrifice. Even if we do not understand their talents, we have a part to play in providing guidance through the bad. I would love to only sign my daughter up for the parts she would be “guaranteed”.

As we navigate this week as a family we will celebrate the health of our family, the lessons learned, and the one more no closer to that yes. Oh and we will have ice cream.

“Why do I need a Tribe?”

July 23, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 26 Comments

My husband jokes all the time about the “mom mafia”. I do not think you really have to be a mom to be a part of this tribe. It is really a woman thing. A relationship thing. Whenever one of us experience a trial, hard-time, health issue, our women tribe move into action. There is food…..so much food. Of course there is also a listening ear, help with carpool, and general rally so no one is alone…but there is always enough food!

I know I have amazing friends. It is hard not to feel it when you put yourself out there in this type of work. The women around me encourage me, challenge me, and are genuinely interested in how life is going. It is a two way street. I love celebrating the successes of my friends, big or small! Stay-at-home, work-at-home, traditional work – those labels do not matter. We thrive when we have a tribe of women surrounding us in all seasons of life.

Never is that more true than when a trial hits.

This past week I travelled back to my childhood home. Momma was in the midst. You go when it’s your momma. Right!

Although, the health issue is on the mend and the light is so much brighter than we thought it would be..they came. They came out in a mighty way. It is interesting to see a generation of women different than your own surround their friend in her time of need. I have always known my mom’s friends were amazing. They have even thrown me out of town baby showers! So much love! This particular week the tribe came with hands full and hearts wide open.

So came the food. I am sure my parents will not have to shop or prepare food for over a week. It is so great. Especially when I had to leave and come back to tend to my own family. I know she is in good hands. Culinary skilled hands!

How do we cultivate such an amazing tribe of women? Years? Well these women surrounding my mom all met at work! My mom started back to work in an office when I was in high school. So some are friends that have been there since I was a baby, then there are the friendships cultivated from 8 hour work days and conversations around the lunch table. Sick times, vacation times, job changes…they have shared it all.

How do you build your tribe? What part do you play in sewing the seed that tightens the bonds of friendship? I am not a huge cook. But I do love taking a meal to someone in need. For most of my friends know, from me you will get a warm rotisserie chicken and a salad from Costco. Oh and of course a treat of some kind. It is not my cooking ability I need to bless another. I am not disqualified from the women’s tribe of caretakers because I do not have the time or patience to cook. (Especially when Costco does just a find job!)

The time we spend sewing into others from our own abilities is all it takes. It does not have to be elaborate or cost a lot of money. Go fold some laundry for a friend, run errands for them, babysit their kids….do it before they need it.

These ladies showed me how precious what we build now is in the future. There will be a season when surgeries and health scares could be more frequent than they are now. Life is so much more rich and full with the relationships that invest in us and us in them.

And the food is so much better when someone else prepares it!

Share with us in the comments about your own tribe. How do they invest in you? How do you bless them ?

We are family – in all our crazy

July 15, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 12 Comments

Summertime. In the Pacific Northwest, July means summer begins. Let’s talk family. We come outside like ants to sugar seeking sun. Outdoor activities are crammed into what seems like a 30 day period so we can sustain the rest of the year in the rain.

As we move into July we are on our 13 month of being in a “temporary apartment”. The best part, it is now the season we can actually use the pool. I love that part. When we moved into this apartment over a year ago, we intended it to be a short season. We do not mind being in an apartment it has actually taken our lifestyle down to a very minimalist living. Gone are the days of Costco bulk shopping. We are here in all our craziness.

The issue has become that I did not plan for apartment size furniture in my choices of items we moved here versus what furniture we put in storage. We feel a bit closterphobic.

For the past year, there is no escaping family. Everywhere you turn in the apartment, there someone will be sitting, playing, eating, working. We are everywhere.

It has been an intense journey creating close family living. It was an unintended consequence to selling our house fast and wanting to take time to find the next place. We do not want to settle. So here we are. Our big, bulk-costco-shoe-fanatic-teenager-living kinda life behind us.

Have you ever had an unintended consequence to a decision that turned out better than you can imagine ?

Do not get me wrong – in those close intense moments it can be difficult not to be able to retreat. But then again when you have no place to hide, you learn much more about each other. You learn to live together, not simply co-exist.

If life is a marathon, then we are on the off-road, lost our map, and have fallen on our face several times portion of the race. We have not always embraced this crazy season. We remind each other not to whine. It is not life-threatening, we are all healthy, we have a pool we do not have to take care of ourselves. Sometimes we need perspective.

It is summer. Let’s talk family. Let’s look at ways to embrace the crazy of family – both blood and inherited. How can we find our rhythm in whatever marathon stretch you are in with your own family? How can we find a perspective that helps find the good in what seems challenging? Can you find the sun behind the clouds?

Share with us this month on family. Your favorite spots to vacation, your very real photos, your lemons that are not quite lemonade scenarios.

Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda – Will you be the one to support or judge those facing mental illness?

June 15, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 5 Comments

Have you ever faced a difficult situation in life and felt more judgement by others opinions than support? Watching a loved one suffer, friend or family member is a hard place to live. We often feel helpless so we give what comes natural – our opinion.

Last week, I shared a post about loss. The loss of my uncle when I was 24 years old changed me, my life, and my family. Until that morning, suicide was a thing of the movies. I had not even considered it as a possibility among anyone I knew. I was wrong.

When I walked into the house, my grandfather sat slumped over the kitchen table with his face in his hands. The patriarch of our family sat sobbing, deep guttural sobs. Simply saying, “why didn’t he tell me, I could have helped him?”

From the phone call, to the five hour drive to get to my aunt there were not many words – just disbelief. In my mind, I kept thinking I would wake up. I left my life that day on the floor. Swept away in a sea of emotions, grief, and naivety, my former self was no longer.

Dramatic? Ask anyone that read the news last week of shock and disbelief. Ask their friends and family members if it will be the same. Will they be the same?

When my uncle died, it was the first time I realized there were: the shoulda, coulda, wouldas. The things we tell ourselves in the face of tragedy.

I should have known.

I could have changed the outcome

I would have been THE ONE to change his mind.

Only it did not ever occur to me until I began my long healing journey that others would interject their own shoulda, coulda, wouldas into my life.

You should do this

You could just ….

You would be better if….

There were so many that SHOWED up during this season. So many that truly saved my life. My friends forced me back to work. It wasn’t an opinion. It was not an option. It was a get back to work and I’ll drive you.

However, they quickly became a shiny exception to the rule. Why? Why is it different?

In the wake of suicide, in the face of shock, so many opt to give their opinion in the absence of knowing how to help. Just like in any tragedy, everyone does grief differently. Here is what I do know – the shoulda, coulda, wouldas have no place in helping.

What does help?

1. To put it simply, HONEST conversation. Without the ability to honestly process and talk about mental illness we choose to hide it in the back closet. To pretend it doesn’t exist. We isolate those that need to share about their loved one.

There are some that in the face of my tragedy chose to tell people my uncle was murdered. Which in a way he was – murdered by mental illness and the societal pressure to keep it hidden.

I do not know if there is one group or support process that is better than another. I attended a support group for family members of suicide victims for a season. But it could not really give me what I thought I needed at the time – answers to my WHY ? However it looks, there is no substitution for a good trained counselor. The shoulda, coulda,wouldas from untrained opinions are dangerous. If you support someone battling mental illness, you need trained counsel. Not opinions.

2. Listen. The question of Why is a tough one. I wish I had a note. But through my long healing journey I came to realize that would it really make a difference? Why? Finances? Marriage? Depression? Even if one reason was pinpointed, it would not give me back the one thing I really wanted – my uncle back. The support group, counselors, and many late night conversations with my crew helped. They never once stated they could fix my situation. They could not make it better. They listened. Listened again. Then when there was nothing more they listened again.

3. Actions speak louder than words. If you think a friend is not eating enough in their grief, take them a meal already prepared. If you are going for a walk, go get them and take them along. If you ask me, “call me if you need anything”, I won’t call. Not because I do not want to call. It is because I do not know from one moment to the next what I do need. If you come over to do my dishes and make me coffee – that may be just what I need that day. I do not know.

I know I was a hard person to be around in the initial stages of this season. Grief can be all consuming. It changed my lens. I was less tolerant of the “trival” things of life. Sometimes it felt like I was on a mission to make up for the missed moments my uncle will never live.

However it happened, my perspective changed. I learned to use it for good. Channeling grief and life to help others. In the process I promised I would never be silent. I will tell the story. Out of respect for my aunt I did not begin to write about it until she passed. She passed this past year. I have and will continue to speak about it on many platforms.

Mental illness does not need to continue to steal the lives of those who fight the battle to overcome. We, as the community that surrounds and supports loved ones with mental illness, have a choice. Do we hide away because of embarrassment, because it is hard, because there are moments when people look at us and judge?

Or do we stand up and say enough!

The people that support their loved ones in this battle need your unconditional, fierce love. They need your action, They do not need your judgement.

What can you do to support and uplift someone in your community that is hiding under the pressure of their loved ones mental illness?

Will you be the voice?

Love, Loss, and Unspoken Truths – Breaking the Silence of Mental Illness

June 5, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 8 Comments

It took me awhile before I realized the screams I was hearing were my own. When I came out of my dream-like state, my co-worker friends were shaking me and asking me loudly to focus on them. I was standing in a conference room down the hall from my desk. The last thing I remember was picking up the phone.

The fifteen minutes I do not remember that day was not the only thing I lost. Both are gone forever.

My story is not uncommon. It is just not to be spoken. Those fifteen minutes I lost, it has taken 20 years for me to share them. I will share them with you this month.

May was Mental Health awareness month. I can not speak to what it is to suffer from mental illness. It is not my story to tell. What I will share in this next two weeks is hard. It is not what many people want to hear. There are so many that need our love. Fierce love. Unconditional love. Will you join me on this next journey?

Join me as I share what it is like to walk along side someone with a mental illness. The judgement, isolation, and fear that families deal with in silence. It is not to overshadow the immense difficulties of those with mental illness. They are valid. If that is you – your story matters. You matter! I can only share from the place of knowledge I possess. The helper to those that need it.

Are you a helper? Are you lonely? Do you feel judged? I encourage you to share as you can only share. Your story. Not your family member’s story of illness – your story of unconditional, challenging love. You matter too.

I will share as many resources as I know to share.

If you struggle with mental illness and need a lifeline. CALL: National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255

Let this next journey be one to create the habit of support in your life. One where you no longer feel alone.

What do the next 30 days look like if the last ones felt like a failure?

May 16, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese Leave a Comment

Fitness has been a habit that is severely lacking in my life in the last year. More often than not, I feel like a failure. There are so many valid excuses : I am a busy mom, wife, business woman, daughter, most days are spent in my car, and in reality it is just plain hard. Part of that is my active family life, some is the crazy Pacific Northwest traffic. Both of those are situations that we have chosen as a family. It is ok. I like both! However, it is only an excuse as long as I choose to let it be an out.

Boom. That is a hard realization.

This last 30 days, I have experienced two steps forward and one step back in setting my fitness habit. Just like you, I have had setbacks, resets, and feelings of failure. Today I may not be where I want to be – yet. I am still further along today than I was when I started.

What habit have you been working on this last month? What can you celebrate? What can you write on your mirror?

This does not have to be the end. Reset and go again. For those that subscribe to our website will get some motivational cards to print and post. You can either use them to write on your mirror or print and post them up in your house! Keep it going!

I have heard that some of you have given up soda, exercised more than “normal”, worked on your positive speaking, improved your efforts to focus on self-care.

You are amazing!

Since I am still on the continual, intentional journey to increase my fitness level – I am reseting. How can we keep going to choosing our daily habits?

Keep sharing your story! Telling others about your goals and struggles can help you to keep your brain focused on the main goal. It will help on those days you do not feel like moving forward. Keep resetting your goals. Every step is a step further in a new healthy habit.
Find a buddy. Text, email, call to give each other encouragement in your daily goals. I have a few friends that text me to go for a walk or get out and exercise. Most times I do not feel like exercising – but I try never to miss an opportunity to gab with the girls!
Write you goal. Write it everywhere! If you have not read my post on this, then go read it here. Visualizing encouragement, reading it out loud to yourself, and keeping it in the forefront will make a difference. It is not a gimmick. Feelings are big and sometimes bad for our motivation. My healthy habit comes in spite of my feeling to sit on the couch and binge-watch Netflix. The reality is much bigger than the desire to succumb to my feelings. But I need the reminder some days!!!

I love hearing your stories! Keep sharing your wins, roadblocks, and resets. What will your next 30 day journey entail?

How to make healthy chocolate.

May 12, 2018 By Rebecca Arcarese 9 Comments

I recently sat down with my friends from The XGym and beegeandpeege.com. They have some exciting projects in the works. However, for the last two years I have been hooked on their fitness chocolate! It is amazing. You can find the full recipe here. There are some other great recipes as well as explanation on the fitness chocolate benefits.

Recently, in support of our 30 day journey, I asked them to give some helpful tips for curbing and giving up the sugars. Hope they will help you on your journey!

My Question To Beege and Peege:

What 3 Ways could someone curb or quit their sugary foods habits?

Beege and Peege:

First remember that giving up sugar is a process. These might seem basic but they are good reminders that it is a process not a quick fix.

Step 1: Read food labels. Stay away from fructose, sucrose, etc. Beege has a great Facebook page resource group for products here.

Step 2: Swap sugar snacks with veggies. Pair veggies with a yummy dip and/or berries .

Step 3: Affirmations. State what your goal is – to continue heath eating. The goal is not really to stay away from sugar.

You can find more at our website: www.beegeandpeege.com. The brain test we are creating will help determine what will help keep you on a healthy habit course!

Thank you for Beege and Peege for sharing these tips and their Fitness Chocolate recipe! My daughter and I make it with Chia seeds as our favorite!

Beege and Peege are stair climbing, Keto eating, fitness gurus that are so passion about helping others! We do not need to be at the fitness level in which they operate in their own daily life. We just need to continue on making small daily decisions to help us on our journey. No matter what that looks like in our individual lives, if you are seeking to eat a Keto diet or find some yummy chocolate for your snack time…they are a great resource.

Share one of your favorite healthy recipe for this Mother’s Day weekend.

Crazy life? Embrace the Crazy!