summer trip 2015 part I

sarah flew into las vegas on a wednesday night and we straight up partied like crazy mormons for two weeks! this looks a lot like, playing board games, making food, watching chick flicks, swimming with the kids, talking...talking...talking! it was so great to see her, it's been hard not living close anymore. shopping with her is more fun, eating out with her is more fun, laughing about how dumb I can be is more fun with her.

we loaded up the kids and drove down to see Aunt Danna, Uncle Guy and Spencer and Tyler. They moved to a new cute little home in Riverside, California and the kids had a total blast. Lots of tackling and mangling their dog and cat for 4 days. haha.

our first gorge fest was at Farrell's ice cream parlor! Holy experience!!

our first big outing was to the BEACH! We hadn't gone as sisters in two years, and we hit up corona del mar again and it was heaven. we ended up staying for 7 hours. what? a world record in our book. no one was in diapers. or needed a nap. it was crazy easy! not to mention Rodney is deathly afraid of the ocean, so no need to worry about him at all. he happily played in the sand and chased seagulls all day (and ate).
rodney decided he HATES the ocean after this and just played in the waves.

the girls decided to pull in this massive pile of kelp and even recruited a new friend to help. i just sat and watched, it took them a good 20 minutes to get it onto shore. hehehe.
i love how adventurous the girls are, they just played and played and played and explored.
aunt sarah played with them ALL DAY LONG!
we took a selfie here two years ago

very happy girl

very happy girl


summa summa summa time

is it ok to say that it's hot? it is HOT. this is the time of the year that i seriously question how much i love my husband. why do i live somewhere that can get this hot? and yet can get cold enough for mittens and coats? something is wrong with this situation.

This is Rodney dying in the hot car

yet...we survive. we survive with playdates, swimming, popsicles, lazy pajama days, movies and more movies. lots of vegging out days going on over here and i'm not complaining about that.

aunt sarah flew into town last week and we have been having a blast! the kids are in heaven and it's so nice to have someone do my dishes every night. just kidding, i really love her company too. but don't think i haven't considered polygamy when she scrubs my kitchen down.

she had some friends she wanted to visit in Utah, so i told Ty i was running away and we did! sarah and i took off for Salt Lake City for a little over 24 hours. it was a great, great, great trip. great is such a pitiful word to describe how it felt. i used to feel guilty telling other moms that i like to get away from my kids and husband for "girls weekends". as though something was wrong with my dna to want to leave them and be by myself. most other moms would say, "wow, i could never leave my kids...or husband..i just love them too much" and the guilt would twist around like a jagged blade in my heart. "THAT'S IT!" i would think. I am flawed. I am a horrible wife. I am a horrible mother.

but... and this is a big but...i have made a lot of progress over the last year about accepting who i am and what i need to feel happy and feel like me. and somewhere along the line i was ingrained with the need to have a break now and then. a few breaks a year with just my husband away from the kids, and once a year with just friends. it refreshes my spirit. it helps my love grow for them. it helps my mind stop spinning. it is almost like hitting the refresh button on the modem. ah...i can function smoothly and quickly again!

we attended a session at the Salt Lake Temple, which was breathtaking and a first for me. We ate Indian food (my favorite), we talked and talked and talked and I slept in! Before we left for salt lake I quickly googled Ballet West adult ballet classes (because I've decided to teach ballet this year! big news!). I needed a refresher course and dip my feet in again to class. my darling ballerina Jandee would always tell me to go with her whenever I visited, and i think i would only be brave enough if she went with me. but seeing as she is 8 months pregnant i would have to go solo. so last minute i threw in 4 leotards (it's been 7 years, i have no idea what would fit), tights and shoes, just in "case". Well it turned out that class was right down the street at Trolley Square so I took a deep breath, found a leotard i could squeeze into, and went. Oh my, if i could explain how nervous I was. I dropped my expectations to zero and just sucked it up and went as a learning experience. This was a good choice, because as I crossed the street with and watched a 7ft tall man in his sixties wearing cheer shorts and leg warmers bounce up the stairs i thought. "oh dear. oh dear. low expectations."

my hands were sweating. heart pounding. lying on the ground pretending to stretch and watching everyone, i spotted a less skeletal asian girl at the barre and saddled up next to her, and she moved,  replaced with two tall, thin, FIRM 17 year olds. the nerve. but they were cute and kind and lent me a hair tie because i forgot. what? so rusty. long story short, class started and part of my spirit awoke in my body. i'm not even joking. it was the same feeling the first time i held the barre in my first class when i was 12. it didn't matter that my thighs can barely squeeze into fifth position, or that i have the flexibility of a 2x4. the music swelled, my body started moving and it was like coming home. after class my heart was incredibly full for my life. for my body. for the gift of dance that i have been given. i cannot count how many times in my life i have questioned God's plan for me. the fact that he put a dancer's heart into a soccer player's body with the sarcasm of a sailor and an appetite of a sumo wrestler just never made sense to me. throw in my passion for weightlifting now and it was just a huge giant, jumbled puzzle. but saturday it all clicked, and i mean it all CLICKED and tears could not be contained. i emailed my mom in the height of my gratitude to thank her and my dad for the countless hours and money they spent supporting my gift. none of this would be possible without that.

and so dear readers, i danced. my spirit leapt 20 feet into the air with each grand jete (my body made it 3 inches off the ground but that's beside the point). it was like coming home. yesterday  i pulled out some old videos hoping to find my PBS documentary on American Ballet Theatre and instead popped in an old recording from BYU with my grading videos from variations, modern (oh stinky modern) and jazz class. i couldn't believe it, and neither could the girls. that was me! 12 years ago there was no way I would have shown the video to anyone. I thought i was huge! and my feet were awful! and my technique was all over the place! but yesterday, i had nothing but gratitude and pride that i could dance, and I loved it, and i still passionately love it.

and so dear reader, here is the most ghetto recording of a recording you will ever experience. you are welcome.


how to get company over

If you ever feel in a rut, stuck at home, desperate for some visitors, I have discovered a surefire way to get people over to your house that exact day. I know, how? you are wondering. The best part is, is that this method requires almost little to no effort on your part.

Step 1: Don't clean your house. I'm not talking loads of laundry or dusting, I'm talking, don't sweep, pick up, do anything for that day. Even better, if you don't have kids, walk around the house throwing shoes, toys, utensils, hair ties, bobby pins, crayons, paper, 8 million cups and some bodily fluids all over every surface of the house. I'm talking under the couches, on the tables, everywhere.

Step 2: Wait. Just...wait. Don't worry either, without a doubt someone will be over to "visit" or "chat".

It's funny, most of of the time I utilize this method I actually am NOT in the mood to see anyone for the day. You know, "one of those days" where you just want to survive.  You would think, that after a few years I would use this method on those days to my advantage and clean like crazy to ensure complete quiet and isolation. Nope, still learning. We just had one of "those days" last week.

It went like this:aunt flo showed up first thing in the morning so I slept in and got a late workout. The kids wanted to swim and I wanted some sanity so instead of  having time to get the dishes done and tidy up, we dashed out the door with the sunscreen and goggles in tow. We ended up swimming longer than usual because that was the last day that week to swim. Once home, exhausted, and in the house, lunch fed, I threatened the girls with their lives if they were loud while I tried to put Rodney down for a nap. For your information, he only naps 1-2 times a week now, say a prayer for me thanks. Once he was in his bed I could tell he wasn't going to nap, but I would get a good hour of him smashing his toys together and disembowling a bad guy. Victory was mine!  I was so done already with the day. I threw a huge Tupperware bowl full of buttered popcorn (face palm) at the girls, put on a movie and went to take a nap. But wait...it gets better. I also said our "Project" for the day was going through all of their clothes for school. It's official, I'm an idiot. I had them, by themselves, remove all of their clothes from their drawers and sort them in the family room while I napped. 

If you are a mom, you know where this story is going. When I woke up from my 30 minute nap to Rodney growling, "mooooooom!" "mooooooom!" because his destruction was complete and he was bored, I walked out into the family room to what I assume the remains of a popcorn tornado look like. It was almost as if some "girl" had taken the bowl of remaining popcorn and greasy kernel shells and flung it through the air like a frisbee, willing, with her evil brain, popcorn pieces to fall into absolutely every crack of the room. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. And the clothes, well, what happens when you ask children to make "piles" and they are unsupervised is just chaotic mounds of crap. You can't tell where one mound ends and another begins. There were a few toys and even a shoe stuck in the piles too. What? At this point you just stop questioning your decision making skills and why you created life. 

I was defeated, on all ends. I put on another tv show and retreated to my room to read. I just did not care. The mounds could wait. The whining could wait. The clean up could wait.  

But wait? What's that sound? Of course, someone is in the driveway....

Yes, Ty's grandparents drove over to see how the kids and I were doing while dad was away with Scouts. I'm pretty sure they got the most honest answer ever with their first glance of my house. We chatted and I ignored the mess, I promised I vacuum every day (because I really truly do) to try and stop the ebb of dignity seeping from my soul. We had a great visit, they left. We eventually sorted the clothes (that night I might add!) and got all the popcorn cleaned up.  

I should admit that by this day my dryer had been broken for 11 days. ELEVEN. I don't care how hot it is outside, and how easy it is to line dry everything, I only love several things in this world and two of those things are my washer and dryer. This is complete honesty people. Also, I'm seriously considering giving the popcorn maker away, why do I even have the blasted thing? It's out to get me. So are the kids, but I guess I'll keep them.

Long story short, how is your summer going? Any visitors?


Marriage and the 24 day challenge

When ty told me he was ready to do the 24 day challenge, I was really wary. Very, really, a lot. And here is why; every marriage has the same about 3-4 marital arguments. Money, sex, family and one of ours was "healthy" eating. No matter how much I researched, read and practiced Ty "knew" what was healthy and stuck to it. Like, when you eat chips and salsa, you just balance it out with a glass of milk. What? And a nice cold root beer before bed is perfect (that's 46 grams of SUGAR before bed my reader friends). Not to mention the sodas and crap candy ( and sometimes energy drinks) he was buying at gas stations to make it through a rough day. Ack, run away! You will never win this argument!!!

But he insisted, he wanted to do it. And so, I reluctantly ordered his stuff and we talked about the eating plan and water etc. Even though the challenge is hard and not for anyone unless they are ready for change... here is WHY I love this 24 day challenge, it teaches you how to eat healthy for YOU. It is flexible and easy if you put a little prep into it. DISCLAIMER: I prepped ALL of his food, every day, for 24 days. I don't think you should sign up for this unless you really want to test how much you love your spouse. Holy cow. But, right now it is hotter than hades and helping him with his food was the least I could do when he is in a box that's 125 degrees all day.

So, he started and just like me, the first few days were rough. He wanted chips and salsa sooooo badly. So I upped his salt on a lot of his food the next few days and it helped.

Yes, he learned how much more energy you have when you eat ENOUGH protein and ENOUGH good carbohydrates. But the best part of and about the challenge to me, if you have had eating problems (not a disorder mind you, just addictions) is the 3 weekends. Yup, 3 WEEKENDS of sticking to the plan. Weekends is where the rubber meets the road so to speak. You don't really realize how much you indulge on weekends until you have a meal plan to stick to. And the first weekend is the hardest. So so rough. It also makes your family uncomfortable when you are eating healthy around them and they are not. Very akward, lots of "no thank you's" and just ignoring the cheesecake ice cream everyone is feasting on. There was lots of gum chewing and going to bed early. hehe. 

Overall we ate out about 3 times during his 24 day challenge and he didn't stick to the plan (it was family time), but he did attend his family reunion and really did awesome considering everything. And he lost 12 pounds! And stopped snoring!!! And really felt great, less headaches also. The spark is the best thing for him and his headaches and concentrating at work or not falling asleep driving to work, or home, you know, avoiding death and crankiness is always a good thing.

Last but not least, it actually was a great thing for our marriage. He finally understood why I do what I do, and how much protein is enough for him and what GOOD carbs are and what LESS GOOD carbs are and to really eat enough healthy fats. And getting up in the morning and making our breakfast together and talking, even at 4am, has been good for us. And I'm happy to have us moving towards a healthier eating lifestyle because cancer sucks and so does heart disease.
he also looks better too, minor detail :)
Today he has been done with the challenge for 2 weeks? I think, and is down 14 pounds and feeling great. He is sticking to the meal plan but indulging what he wants to, and now runs 3-4 times a week (all on his own, no nagging from me! MIRACLE)

He also went on our Church's 50 mile hike with the Scouts and came home happy! What? They did the exact same hike 2 years ago and he was a complete cripple when he arrived at our door. He said the hike was easier, and he never got as tired and the Advocare supplements just helped him cruise through it. Our favorite supplement this summer is the REHYDRATE. It's their brand of gatorade and the packs were easy for him to pack in and out and the electrolyte/potassium balance is great for exhausting hikes, excessive heat (like on his job sites) and after exercise. It's also the official drink of Major League Soccer, soooo....yeah. It's great. 

I'm proud of him (and me!) and honestly am really grateful for Advocare and how it is impacting our lives. We are happier, healthier, motivated and also earning extra $$ every month for our family. Win, win win win win. Boom.


This and that

Sometimes I get emails about this blog. Sometimes I read them, sometimes I junk them. Sometimes I don't know what is really going on (this happens most of the time). One I opened today was hilarious, a hair color company wanting me to post my "favorite" prep for summer beauty routines and they will feature it on their site! Ha!

Are you ready for this, how to prep for summer Annie style:

1. Chop your hair off. Just do it. Don't forget to color your grays! 

2. Cut off some jeans from the thrift store into shorts. BOOM!

3. Make sure you have one pair of water proof flip flops and double check your swimsuit still fits

4. Enlist your kids in every summer reading/library/ swim program you can handle (last summer that was ZERO, this year I'm contemplating at least one)

5. Buy all the sunscreen at Costco 

6.embrace 5am workouts, it's gonna be hot outside momma

What I really have to do to prep for summer:

1. sign that homework packet that is hiding in the pandora's box that is abby's backpack. i think it's been 2 weeks since i've seen it.
2. try and keep lunch food on hand, last year the last few days of school they went with sliced up hot dogs and watermelon slices in tin foil.
3. don't let them stay up late yet! you still have to wake up in the morning for 6 more days.
4. make a bucket list of summer activities with the kids and put on the fridge
5. make a chore list for computer/screen time and put on the fridge
6. do lots of yoga and meditation to prepare for SUMMER
A beautiful double rainbow over our house this Sunday, I'm going to chalk it up as an omen for an amazing summer. 


how i stopped making mother's day miserable for myself

Every year I fantasize about how my Mother's Day will go.  I get to sleep in (my guilty weekend pleasure), wake up to a fantastic breakfast and on my table will be a secret gift I've been wanting but would never buy myself and don't tell anyone except the virtual shopping cart on ze internets.

Then I want to fit into a fabulous dress, have my kids look amazeballs for church, have our leaders give the mothers something instead of a stale cookie, and spend the rest of the day in my pajamas watching musicals and eating comfort foods. Did i mention I also want my house to stay sparkling clean all day long also, without any effort from yours truly? don't forget the nap and food rub too!

SHOCKER: most mother's day I end up a weeping hot mess on my couch with unfolded clean laundry on it because i didn't get what i wanted, my kids fought all day and I expected SOMEONE to do all of my jobs for a day and for unicorns to poop skittle rainbows over my bed.

it doesn't happen (obviously) and then I end up a cranky mess because what have i tragically done wrong in my life to marry a husband that doesn't put the dishes in the dishwasher right or let me stay home for one day? and when i get cranky motherhood feels like this:

my goal this year is to have an "un-miserable" mother's day.

let me count the ways I create an unhappy holiday for myself:


2. Compare myself to others (e.g. Social media) 

That's it. 2 things.

and so, drumroll please, enter in
bahdumdumdumpsh. JAZZ HANDS!


I woke up and asked Ty to please, for the love of all that is holy, let me sleep in a little bit while he fed the kids cereal.


Then, he let me sleep in so much we were late for church. Now, being late to church is almost my #1.pet peeve of all time. But I took a big breath when I realized how late we were and only raised my voice once to a whining monkey child. SUCCESS and triple JAZZ HANDS!

Did I mention Ty is doing the 24day challenge? And he is doing awesome but I'm also preparing all of his healthy food? And I have to do this on Mother's day? Yup, I did. And so I didn't fix my kids one thing to eat all day. I think they ate, cereal, toast, fruit and cheese the entire day.

ten minute JAZZ HANDS with a shuffle ball change thrown in!

remember how I said I don't want to go anywhere on mother's day? guess what? we went to visit all of ty's family for 4.5 hours. JAZZ HANDS!  luckily, i thoroughly enjoy visiting with his family but still, putting a non-napping 3 year old to bed 2 hours past his bedtime and looking at all of the dishes that weren't washed or food put away was discouraging. I did not get upset!

jazz hands! is that getting annoying yet?

ty swept some food that had fallen without me asking. FIST BUMP. and he washed some pots and pans. BEYONCE FIST PUMPING SINGLE LADY WALK!

the girl went down easily, but then I heard them arguing. I opened the door, and instead of charging in like a rhinoceros with rabies, I politely asked, "Do you guys love me?"...

oh man, why do i do that to myself? setting up for failure in 3...2...1...

their quizzical looks gave it away. the 10 year old said, "Um.. I don't know?" and looked around. The 8 year old said, "You are kind of scary all the time", to which the 3 year old agreed with "yeah, scary".


where is my motherhood award? i want it NOW.

so, they were pretty quiet after that because i think they heard my heart crumble into a thousand pieces and drop into my stomach.

After I shut the door and died a small death ty said, "there was a soggy diaper in Rodney's crib? how old is that?" and i just pretended like i didn't hear him because Rodney took it off this morning and ty didn't even notice. Hello? Where did the diaper go when you helped him put on underwear? Those things don't disappear ( i wish!)


Guess what? I had NO CLUE what you got for mother's day. Or what your husband did, or how amazing your mother/grandmother is or all the tacky, sparkly, paper flower gifts your children gave you. They are ugly (not your kids, the gifts). The tacky, sparkly, paper flower gifts my children give me will basically be in the louvre some day, so it's best I don't post photos of them. It wouldn't be fair really.

without social media i spared myself from a lot of comparison/shame spiraling that usually ensues. I can do that any other day right?


instead of throwing a huge tantrum and yelling at the kids because my day was less than spectacular, i brushed it off and peed my pants reading this dog shaming post.

after that ty and i watched some Vegas Rat Roads episodes and he rubbed my upset tummy as we fell asleep. I ate a cookie at grandmas (ok 2, but oh the pain!).

as we talked he asked, "did you have a good day?" and boy, did i want to complain. but instead (remember, no expectations?) i said, "yes i did, thank you for letting me sleep in. that was nice." he said, "You're welcome. I tried really hard."

Bless his heart.

next year I will repeat these two steps and add one more, i want to try and enjoy being a mother more on Mother's Day.  That is hard for me to do sometimes on Mother's Day. Because I actually do love these little fart knockers.


anniversary trip

our favorite weekend plans around here are NO weekend plans, but every once in awhile we get away. last weekend we escaped for our annual anniversary trip. i start saving up babysitting grandma time in the fall and hoard and hoard so i don't feel too guilty asking them to watch the kids overnight for a few days for us. this was the farthest i have physically left the kids, so i was a little apprehensive. i even tried at the last minute to convince ty to just stay home for the weekend, but let people think we actually left somewhere for vacation. we still would be kidless right? ha, he didn't fall for that one.

he kept asking over and over, where do you want to go? and i honestly did.not.care. anywhere, nowhere, as long as i could 1. sleep in and 2. get in and out of a car whenever i wanted without saying a pray, swearing in my head, strapping in kids and doing the hokey pokey to keep crying to a minimum. anywhere without kids, i was happy.
vacancy on a Thursday night! huzzah!
we ended up FINALLY staying in tonopa, nv at the newly refinished Mizpah Hotel. let me tell you, it was fabulous. said in my most fabulous of voices and using jazz hands. i wish we could have stayed there both nights, i just love old historic mining towns.
Jack Dempsey, the famous boxer ended up living in Tonapah after a boxing match and working as bouncer at the Mizpah 
We stayed in the Jack Dempsey suite and it was beautiful

we made the 40 mile drive to see the ghost town Belmont, NV and that was something we can't wait to take the kids too also.
but first...a selfie (look at how happy Ty is)
luckily ty and i both morbidly love old cemeteries
and taking pictures of dirt devils and desert

we drove the next day and toured Virginia City, NV (another must go see with the kids). Ty had only been once as a kid, and I grew up going there but hadn't been for decades. i love virginia city so much history! so much to do! also, we only fought about parking in virginia city once, not too shabby.
mark twain museum was fascinating, these are the artifacts that survived the Virginia City fire
Mark Twain's desk
I like Mark Twain ok?
We can't wait to take the kids, such a fun getaway.

we met my brother and sister in law for dinner in Reno, which was a delight in and of itself and then saw my nieces and nephews before heading home. it was a great weekend of sleeping in and no diaper duty and seeing some family. i can't wait to start planning next year's trip. a special thanks to my amazing in-laws for parenting our children the entire time. i know they need to rest up until next year, hint hint :)

it is nice to be home and back to our home life, things have been crazy so i am especially grateful we got away for a minute or two 


twelve or a dozen

Let me not to the marriage of true minds 
Admit impediments. Love is not love 
Which alters when it alteration finds, 
Or bends with the remover to remove. 
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark 
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; 
It is the star to every wand'ring bark, 
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. 
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 
Within his bending sickle's compass come; 
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 
But bears it out even to the edge of doom. 
If this be error and upon me prov'd, 
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.

Sonnet 116
William Shakesepear



my roses are blooming. which can only mean one thing...

it's fair time! we went we saw, the gyro i ate conquered my insides and i vowed to NEVER AGAIN eat lamb at a county fair.

the kids had a fantastic time. I was impressed with the improvements they have been making every year and it is always enjoyable to see old friends.
ty and i went to the rodeo, i drooled over the manly cowboys in their chaps riding bulls for a split second. judge away, it's fantastic i tell you.

the kids are happy, things are winding down with school and i'm already dreaming of trips for the summer. we only have a month or so of piano, homework, and tight schedules! i know i can't complain, i'm in the minor leagues compared to most mothers with schedules, but i really enjoy less. less, less less.

i tried to catch lucy getting in piano quickly before going to school, it didn't work

i took the kids in to town and everyone got new flip flops...it's already getting warm. abby had another seizure (i haven't mentioned the other ones she's had on here) but we finally got an answer as to why they happen. good news: not serious and preventable! phew! 

i'm helping some friends do the 24 day challenge and it is really fun seeing people happy and successful. life isn't meant to be miserable you know? anyways, here is to spring! my favorite time of year!


24 day challenge details

I did a few things completely different this time. Instead of not telling anyone and trying to lose weight, I told everyone especially the kids. I told them that I was spending 24 days teaching myself how to eat healthy again and feel better and not (cranky mommy).

Obviously the thought of happy mommy excited them as they helped me make a paper chain that hung right in our family room/kitchen.
Let me tell you, I had no idea how much I would need that paper chain the first week. Actually the first 3 days were the hardest, but I would look at that chain and see Phoebe's little sweet eyes asking if I stuck to my "plan" for the day. Every day they tore off a chain we did a little victory dance. That really helped keep me accountable despite cravings.  Honestly, by the second week I would forget to tear off a chain, the days just kept going so quickly and I was feeling great sticking to my plan. I pulled off the last 3 days all together at once. ha

The second different thing I did was post on my fitness page my starting weight. WELP. That was NOT easy. I'm not a light girl. My weight has been a huge source of shame for me for the last 15 years. I finally want to weigh what's on my driver's license! The irony is is that when I renewed my license I did post my real weight, only to gain 20 more pounds in the next 6 months. bwahahahha. cruel irony, she is my favorite mistress.

Those two differences, along with the products really helped me. I wasn't trying to do something exactly the same, I was trying NEW ways and letting the SHAME go. I also had Heather and BJ Faas, my coaches support me all the time. Heather sent me email after email of encouragement, texts and instagram love all the time. That support was essential for me. I know they are weightlifters, parents and human and knew I would need support. That is just totally different than anything I've ever tried before.

I also cleared my schedule of stressful stuff for the first week. I have four kids, that's enough excitement and stress on a plate despite trying to start a new leaf with eating and addictions. That helped a lot.

The first 10 days is the cleanse part. I made sure to drink all of the water needed and stuck to the plan like glue. I followed all of the directions completely. The next two weeks was the max phase with the vitamin pack. I worked out more during this phase than the cleanse. I ate 3 meals a day and the 3 snacks. If you follow the plan you are GUARANTEED success.

So now that it's over here are my final two cents:

I had been taking all of these supplements for 2 years. I would buy them (along with protein powder) at costco, GNC and amazon whenever on sale. This doesn't have my BCAA that I was taking in the picture either.

So now, I am just taking these supplements (along with protein powder- although I'm ready to order the meal shake again from advocare bc it doesn't make me gassy like regular whey protein) and still having success. I weighed myself this am, after a week of finishing the challenge, Easter AND some fair food and I was down another pound. That is just huge success for me. The MNS has all of the supplements I was taking, plus a probiotic that helps keep me regular. 

I have some people ask about the caffeine in the spark. Yes, there is caffeine in it. I'm not a soda/coffeee/tea drinker at all so this was a worry of mine too. But I never got the jitters and with one spark a day I stay on my healthy eating all day long. Before the spark I would eat junk food all day (sugar/carbs) to get through the day. So for me, taking one a day and working out and eating healthy is a much healthier lifestyle change for me. I also don't take a pre-workout anymore for my heavy weight lifting days and those have a lot of caffeine in it. 

I don't think this plan is for everyone, it is pricey and you have to be willing to put in the work and follow directions. But it was totally worth it for me and exactly what I needed. It took me 3 weeks to save up to buy the challenge. I didn't realize it but the money that I saved by not eating junk was worth it alone. And if I was a soda drinker I would have saved twice as much. Ty now takes 1-2 sparks a day, usually one, and has completely cut out soda and monster drinks. Yay!!!  Ty isn't quite ready to do the challenge, but I'm so grateful he isn't drinking all the crappy sugar and stuff in soda and energy drinks.  As for me I feel amazing and I'm so happy that I found these supplements to support my healthy eating and workouts. 

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