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well•ness noun
1. the quality or state of being healthy in body and mind, especially as the result of deliberate effort.
2. an approach to healthcare that emphasizes preventing illness and prolonging life, as opposed to emphasizing treating diseases.

It was when I was about 40 that I starting letting go. Letting go of things that drained me, letting go of things that didn’t help me fill my well, letting go of people that weren’t good for me. Taking a rest instead of powering through. Recognizing my need for quiet. Treating myself to a book and a cup of tea instead of braving the grocery store crowds. I also had to learn to say no. It was hard. But it was important for my wellness.

I found that for the first time ever, I started paying attention to my well of energy. To my wellness. And when I started doing things that fed the springs that led to my well, I was just happier. I was more ‘well.’ I was a better wife, parent, friend, business person. I was a better ME. I was able to live wholeheartedly.

People think that wellness is just about exercise and eating right. You bet. That’s part of it. But these are only parts of the puzzle. I think wellness really springs from within. The trailhead is within.

I’d like to add: sleeping well, calming your mind, surrounding yourself with people who add to the fullness of your life, smiling, laughing, being centered, being connected, growing, learning, really listening, communicating from your heart, living with your highest intention, expressing your creativity, and being in nature. These are things to add to the mix of wellness.

What am I missing? What do you do to fill your well? What do you do to ‘be well’?
Take care of your beautiful selves. You are so worth it.


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Exercise as a Habit

Exercise is just part of the deal. It’s not somewhere you arrive. Or necessarily a goal you accomplish. It’s just part of the deal. Part of how you live. Part of what you do.

And if you can make it pleasurable on an intrinsic level (because it feels good, because it IS good) versus an extrinsic level (looking good, losing weight blahblahblah) then friend, you.have.dialed.it.in.

Exercise is just something you do. You just kinda work it in – like eating your breakfast and brushing your teeth. You just do it.

And it doesn’t have to be a BIG.FREAKING.DEAL.

Go for a walk. Lift some things. Dance around your kitchen. Remember jumping jacks and toe touches? Throw a few of those in with some Abba and you have yourself a workout. Park far away from the Target entrance. Take the stairs.

My point is this…


And do it like a habit. Seek it out. Create space for it. It doesn’t have to be a burpee…it can be a walk around the block. Just move with regularity. And then do it again the next day. And the day after that.

Peace. 



A few of you have heard this story – I tell it again with love. Because my dad reads my posts:)

Awhile back, I was pregnant for the second time. And while I was pregnant, I got this idea in my head that I would celebrate my 40th birthday (20 months after my daughter would be born) by running the Twin Cities Marathon.

Seemed like a perfectly reasonable goal to me. Plus it would give me a little much needed time and space to myself for training. By the way, running still very much gives me that.

So, my dad calls and after the catch-up part of the conversation, he asks what’s new? I tell him that I’m planning on running my first marathon in 20 months.

And my dad, who has known me all of my 44 years and knows me through and through, says…wait for it…

“You can’t do that.”

-What? Are you kidding me? Do you not know me?

In the land of Sarah, them thar are fighting words. I was the kid that didn’t need a triple dare, double dare was completely sufficient. Tell me I can’t do it? Kiss my ass – I CAN DO ANYTHING.

My point is this. I think that sometimes, the hairy little spot that hangs out in the back of our brain whispers these words to us. “You can’t do that!” “How could you think you could ever do that?” “What were you thinking?” “You will fail.” “Why are you even trying?”

That little voice pisses me off.

I’m here to tell you – YOU.CAN.DO.ANYTHING. Anything at all. You just have to freaking want it, work for it, and then DO IT.

Whatever your goals are, dreams are, aspirations are…you can do it.

Just shut down the little negative whispers either in your head or in your ear. And embrace your power. You can do anything.



Whole 30 – Part Deux

The older I get (I’m 44) the more I want to be healthy. I don’t care so much about the looking good in a bikini (I try and keep those little devilish thoughts at bay), but I’d really like to be WELL.

All the time.

Not just some of the time.

All of the time.

And I felt like that when I did the Whole 30. Whole Foods – fresh veggies, fruits and good meat and fish and GOOD fats for 30 days. No sugar, no dairy, no sugar or sugar substitutes, no legumes, no alcohol, no grains, no soy, no processed foods of any kind.

The first time – it was just me. Now my husband has joined me on the journey. In the last month we’ve learned A LOT about how much we like to feel good, cook and eat well together, and just how freaking good it feels.

I also learned that wine is not my friend. Wine (any alcohol really) semi-nightly is not my friend. It makes me bloated and ‘inflamed.’ Also – in the simplest terms (I’m not a scientist) the liver is one of your greatest metabolic engines. And when your liver is taxed, you are simply not burning fat at optimum. You can be eating super clean and exercising, but still be overweight if you’re taxing your liver by drinking alcohol. Among other things alcohol does…leaky gut, inflammation etc…

So I’m on Day #2 – Want to join me?

Everything you need to know is at Whole9life.com. And my favorite cookbook INTHEWORLD is Well Fed, but you can find many, many of her recipes on her blog theclothesmakethegirl.com.

Want to learn more? Check out “It Starts with Food” by Dallas & Melissa Hartwig. Great read.

Let food be thy medicine, and medicine be thy food. –Hippocrates