About Me

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My introduction to the fitness world began with my own weight-loss journey. In my early twenties, I lost five and a half stone, a transformation that, from the outside, appeared to be an undeniable success. Internally, however, it was driven by shame, desperation, and a belief that changing my body would finally make me happy.

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I went on to have a successful five-year career as a Personal Trainer, sharing what I had learned and helping others pursue similar transformations. Yet time and again, I witnessed how the joy of movement, self-care, and connection to the body was lost in a race to be thinner.

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“I’ll be happy when I’m thin.”

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It took me almost ten years to understand why I still wasn’t happy in my own body. In fact, the more weight I lost, the more self-critical and disconnected I became. I had the thinness, and still, something was deeply missing.

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The transformation was never the answer. It was the teacher.

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When I stepped away from the industry and regained the weight, the lesson became unavoidable. I realised I had been trying to hate myself into change, believing that achievement would eventually lead to self-love.

 

But you cannot hate yourself into loving yourself.

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