My Story

I grew up in South Louisiana. Deep Cajun Country. The kind of place where food isn't just food, it's the whole culture. Gumbo, King Cake, Jambalaya. And somehow also Kraft Mac and Cheese. I was the hyperactive, skinny-fat kid who wasn't supposed to have sugar but absolutely did not care about that rule.

By high school, lunch was cookies and Coke. Boarding school meant cereal, ramen, and PB&J.

Exercise? Not a thing. Nutrition? A complete mystery.

Then Seattle. Late night Denny's. Slurpees. Way too much coffee and way too much gaming. I hit nearly 200 lbs and my doctor told me I was on the edge of type 2 diabetes. His only advice? "Lose weight." That's it. That's all he had.

The Journey

So I did what any ADHD brain does when it gets scared. I went absolutely feral with research. Every diet. Every theory. Every contradictory article on the internet. Paleo, vegan, carnivore, intermittent fasting, you name it.

I lost almost 50 lbs and developed orthorexia along the way. I was obsessive and genuinely insufferable to be around.

Then I got into circus and weightlifting. Which sounds cool, until you find out I got gout because I had no idea what I was doing with hydration or nutrition. So I hired a coach, learned macro tracking, and started to understand that obsession and restriction are not the same thing as health.

A trainer friend pointed me toward Precision Nutrition. I enrolled. Then I got a concussion and everything stopped. Months of recovery later, I earned my PN certification and started coaching for real.

There's no perfect diet. There's just the one you can actually live with.

Now I take a whole-life approach to nutrition, built around sustainable habits, a sane relationship with food, and not being miserable. That's why I built the Fit Food Accountability Club. Because most people don't need another meal plan. They need people in their corner.