I’ve been there, staring at the mirror, hating the reflection, promising myself this time it’ll be different. You start a new diet, full of fire, cutting carbs, counting calories, or chugging green smoothies. Week one, you’re a rockstar. Week three, you’re sneaking a donut, telling yourself, “I’ll restart Monday.” By month’s end, you’re back where you started—or worse, heavier. The scale mocks you, your jeans don’t zip, and that sinking feeling hits: I failed again. Welcome to the soul-crushing cycle of yo-yo dieting.

Let’s get real. Yo-yo dieting isn’t just about food. It’s a mindset that keeps you trapped, a dark loop of hope and despair. You want to change your life, to feel strong, to chase your kids without gasping, to get on that roller coaster with your son and not feel the shame of being turned away. But deep down, there’s a voice whispering, “You’ll quit. You always do.” And that voice? It’s brutal. It’s the weight of every failed diet, every broken promise, every time you swore you’d “get it together” but ended up stress-eating ice cream at midnight.

The frustration is suffocating. You’re not just fighting pounds; you’re fighting yourself. You know the drill: start strong, hit a plateau, get discouraged, give up. Rinse, repeat. I’ve been there, living in an obese body, feeling trapped, watching life pass by while I hid in baggy clothes. For me, the final straw was missing out on moments with my son—like not being able to join him on a roller coaster because I didn’t fit. That gut-punch moment broke me. I was done living half a life.

Here’s the hard truth: what makes you a yo-yo dieter is that you keep quitting. When you quit, you’re not on a lifestyle—you’re on a diet. And diets? They’re temporary. They’re Band-Aids on a wound that needs surgery. You’ll never succeed if you keep walking away when it gets tough. The cycle thrives on your surrender.

It’s dark down there, isn’t it? Feeling like you’re stuck in a ditch, staring up at the sky, wondering how you fell so far. People pass by, tossing advice like it’s candy. The librarian hands you a book on “mindful eating.” The doctor scribbles a prescription for diet pills. The psychiatrist nods and says, “Talk it out.” But none of them get it. They’re shouting from the edge, safe on solid ground. Then a coach steps up, and instead of throwing advice, she jumps into the ditch with you. You’re confused. “Now we’re both stuck!” you say. She shakes her head, eyes steady. “No, I’ve been where you are. I know the way out.” That’s the game-changer. A coach doesn’t just tell you what to do—she walks with you, through the mud, because she’s climbed out before.

But here’s where the story flips, and I need you to hear this: you can break free. I did it, and I’m proof it’s possible. Two days from now, I’m celebrating my keto anniversary—eight years since I changed my life for the last time. It took just over a year to shed the weight, and I’ve kept it off. No gimmicks, no quick fixes—just a natural, gritty, day-by-day choice to stop quitting. I got so tired of feeling trapped in my body that I decided enough was enough. And you can too.

The secret? It’s not about a perfect diet or a magic pill. It’s a mindset shift, a core-deep decision to change your life from the inside out. When you stop seeing “healthy” as a temporary goal and start building a lifestyle, the game changes. You don’t need to be perfect—you just need to keep going. For some of us, that means surrounding ourselves with a team. A coach, a community, people who get it. That’s not failure—that’s strength. That’s when you realize you win by building a support system to carry you through the dark days.

I’ve been there, and I’m here to tell you: you’re not doomed to yo-yo forever. You’re not a failure. You’re a woman with fire in her soul, and you can rewrite your story. Start small, but start now. Stop quitting. Surround yourself with people who’ll jump in the ditch with you. And if you’re ready to make this the last time you “start over,” I’m here to help.

Let’s do this together. Grab a spot on my calendar, and let’s talk about how to stop dieting and start living. You don’t need another diet—you need a team to walk with you. I’ve been where you are, and I know the way out. Let’s climb.

Xoxo

Coach Monica

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