I was fifteen years old the first time a doctor told me I needed to lose weight.
Looking at old photos now, I guess I was about ten pounds over what she thought was a healthy weight for me. I remember the overwhelming shame I felt leaving her office. That day, I went on my first diet, which involved a lot of grapefruit and hard-boiled eggs. A few days later, I found myself hidden in my bedroom bingeing on candy bars.
A few years later, the never ending quest to reach the “healthy body” had turned into an eating disorder so serious that I had to quit college mid-semester.
My weight would fluctuate by as much as fifty pounds within a few months, and my entire life revolved around fad diets, bingeing episodes and extreme deprivation. Some mornings, I could hardly stand on my own two feet. Dizziness, headaches, fatigue, depression... all the symptoms I had, I blamed on the extra weight, and I believed that if only I could reach that magic number, I would finally love myself.
In my mid-twenties, after receiving a first diagnosis that shocked and scared me, I started to realize that I could no longer expect my body to function well under the dictatorial regime I had put it under.
While recovering after surgery, I joined a support group for women suffering from bulimia and binge eating disorder. I had spent ten years trying to become and stay thin, and at that point, I felt that all I had managed to lose was ten years, my health and my joie de vivre. I was worried that my entire youth was being hijacked by the demanding, judgmental, never satisfied bully that lived inside my head.
It took me several more years, and two additional diagnoses to finally stop the madness.
I now live with Lupus and Hashimoto’s thyroiditis, two chronic conditions where the immune system attacks its own healthy cells and tissues. In a way, it makes sense that after so many years of talking to my body like it was my worst enemy, it turned against itself.
Today, I'm grateful for the loud and clear messages I received through my failing health. Chronic illness ended up being the catalyst I needed to start my wellness journey.
Things started to shift the moment I began focusing on health rather than weight, on how I felt rather than how I looked, on the quality of my calories rather than the quantity. My relationship with food went from a cold war to a constructive partnership, and I started making decisions out of self-love instead of self-loathing. I lost all the unwanted weight, but most importantly, I found energy, enthusiasm, and a deep sense of self and what I'm capable of. It all started with changing my thoughts.
My passion for health and fitness started growing.
I first got certified as a Personal Trainer and a Group Fitness Instructor, and started working at the Wisconsin Athletic Club.
Training clients in a conventional gym made me realize something was missing. For most people who truly wanted to change and love their bodies, it was not enough to learn how to move safely through a fat-burning routine. Most of my clients wanted to learn how to nourish themselves, how to cook and plan their healthy meals, how to manage stress, and above all, how to believe in themselves, keep their motivation high and persevere until they achieved the results they wanted.
After becoming a Certified Health Coach, I created a 12 week program called “Hit Refresh” to help women adopt healthy habits for life. I started having women come to my own kitchen every week so we could cook together. We navigated the grocery store to find healthy ingredients, we went on hikes, did yoga in my backyard, trained together, held each other accountable, cheered for each other’s successes and lifted each other up after a setback. At the end of the program, the results were so amazing that I knew I had found my calling, my small way of making a difference in the world.
There is no better feeling than to have someone tell me “Because of you, I did not give up.” I often had to wipe tears of joy when I saw my clients’ incredible transformations and read their thank you letters. I am now completely hooked on helping people meet their healthiest selves.
I don’t know anything in the world that is more valuable than a healthy body and a calm mind. It will be my honor and privilege to guide you on this important, life-changing journey. Take the first step today, and let me help you find YOUR WAY to health.
A bit more about me
I was born in Quebec City, Canada. My first language is French, and until the age of 20 years old, I did not speak English at all. I am now in my early forties.
I spent my childhood on a small farm where all animals were pets. My parents are both teachers and my dad is also an artist.
I have had the chance to travel and live in several different countries. During a backpacking trip in Europe, I fell in love with a handsome American. We ended up getting married in 2009, and I moved to Milwaukee, his hometown, that year.
Before I became a Health Coach and Personal Trainer, I worked as a professional translator. I always had a passion for the written word, and in 2011, I fulfilled my dream of becoming an author.
My first novel, a family drama very much inspired from my own experience and titled “Le gout du paradis” (The Taste of Paradise) is about a young woman who suffers from eating disorders and inherits her grandmother’s bakery. It did very well with the literary critics, but did not allow me to quit my day job.
When I'm not training or coaching people, I love to read, work on my next novel, go on long walks with my giant dog Scotch and call my friends who are scattered all over the world.