Let’s be real—I haven’t always been the picture of health. Not even close. But in my defense, I grew up in the ‘80s and ‘90s, when diets were all the rage, low-fat was the gospel, and the food pyramid told us to eat six to eleven servings of bread a day (yes, really). We were bombarded with “health” advice that, looking back, was about as reliable as a Magic 8-Ball.

I was raised in a farming and ranching community, where my dad worked for one of the largest feedlots in the world. In our house, a healthy meal meant a big slab of meat, a pile of potatoes, and green beans drenched in butter—all washed down with a tall glass of milk. Because, according to the government, dairy was basically a superfood. Who were we to question it?

Fast-forward to adulthood: I started working out regularly, hitting the gym three days a week, and biking like I was training for the Tour de France… and yet, for all my efforts, the weight was more committed to me than any of my exes. So, naturally, I thought, “I must be missing something! I’ll become a personal trainer, and then I’ll have all the answers!” Spoiler: I did not. Despite all my efforts, I still wasn’t seeing the results I expected.

One day, it hit me—I knew nothing about actual nutrition. I couldn’t even tell you what a protein really was, let alone why my body needed it. That realization sent me spiraling down the rabbit hole of health and wellness, and before I knew it, I was completely obsessed. I became a certified nutritionist because, honestly, it was all I wanted to talk about.

I even considered going all-in and becoming a registered dietitian, but then I remembered one little problem: I don’t blindly trust the government’s nutrition guidelines. They’ve been failing us for decades, prioritizing corporate interests over actual health. So instead, I embraced holistic nutrition—because real food and real science just make sense.

Now, I spend my time helping people unlearn the myths they’ve been fed their whole lives (often while still debating my mom about milk and meat—despite her breast cancer diagnosis and my dad’s four heart attacks, they swear their diet is fine). The truth is, when you’ve been told something for long enough, it’s easier to believe the lie than to face the truth. It’s the shadow on the cave wall.

My goal? To help you step out of the cave, into the light, and finally take control of your health. No fads. No gimmicks. Just real, honest-to-goodness nutrition that works.

Let’s uncover the gold within you—one bite at a time.