05/04/2026
Twelve years ago my husband had a heart attack on Super Bowl Sunday.
He was healthy (so we thought). We thought we were doing everything right. And that day changed everything about how I think about food.
I remember sitting in that hospital thinking about every shortcut we had taken. Every time convenience won over intention. Every time we told ourselves we would do better later.
Later showed up faster than we expected. After all, he was only 41!
What came out of that experience wasn't fear or an obsessive clean eating overhaul.
It was actually the opposite. It was a deep commitment to finding a way to eat that was genuinely good for us and that we could actually sustain for the long haul.
Not perfectly. Not rigidly. But consistently.
Because here is what I know now that I didn't know then. It is not the occasional pizza night that gets you. It is the years of not having any real framework at all.
Neil is healthy. We are both healthier than we were before that day. And the way we eat now looks nothing like a diet. It looks like real life — with a little more intention behind it.
That is what I want for you too. Not perfection. Just intention.
That is why I am here. And I am really glad you are too.
🤍 Shelley