Labeled healthy


Growing up, I was considered one of the athletic kids .  I spent 20+ hours at gymnastics each week, I was always picked to be Sporty Spice (even though I desperately wanted to be Posh), and while I outwardly complained about running the pacer test in gym, I secretly loved it.  And like most kids, I really didn’t care what I put into my body when it came to nutrition.  I would have happily traded my Lisa Frank trapper keeper had it meant that I could get five extra servings of those glorious cafeteria french toast sticks.  

Fast forward to college where I started to understand the value in nutrition.  Did I follow a nutrition plan?  No.  But I knew that going to bed earlier, skipping the shot at the bar, and eating a somewhat regular dinner could only help my athletic performance.  This is when I started to notice that while being an athlete was still cool, being healthy was not.  I was given a hard time for leaving the bar early or for skipping out on the trip to Dairy Queen.  Rather than defending my choices, I gave excuses.  “You guys go without me, I’m too tired” or “I really wish I could but I have to study” or “I am totally broke.  Go without me.”  I mean, all of those excuses were valid, but they weren’t the main reasons why I was opting out. 

The “health nut” comments and my excuses continued once I entered the working world. When I was given a hard time for ordering salad, I would brush it off by saying that I was still full from breakfast, even though a salad would probably have filled me up more than any other option on the menu.   When I got made fun of for carrying around my obnoxiously large water bottle, I justified it by saying that I was getting over a cold and needed to stay hydrated.  But at some point, I asked myself why I was going through all this trouble to “cover up” the fact that I was consciously making these choices simply because they made me feel good.  The simple answer?  Because to most people, being healthy is synonymous with being boring, rigid, and uptight.  And even if those are untrue stereotypes, nobody wants to be mistakenly categorized as “the health nut”.  At least I didn’t want to be.

It’s taken a long time, but I can finally say that I’ve learned to embrace the “healthy girl” label. And it hasn’t hurt that health is an “in thing” right now. Rather than giving excuses, I try to explain my choices, while totally recognizing that there is a fine line between being informative and being preachy or arrogant.  And if people are still taking digs, I have to remind myself that they are probably coming from a place of insecurity and probably some displaced curiosity.  


So what’s the point in sharing all of this, Liz?  Simply put, be proud of the decisions that you make regarding your health.  Your body is truly the only thing that is one-hundred percent yours in this life, so care for it.  Nourish it.  Be kind to it.  And who knows!  Maybe once you embrace your healthy quirks, whatever they may be, you’ll inspire someone close to you to make a healthy change in their own life.  Here’s to the health nerds.

Here we go


Well, I guess I’m doing this, you guys!  I’ve been toying with the idea of starting a website/bog for quite some time and I finally put the pedal to the metal and got it done.  So welcome to the Sipley Wellness blog!  My goal for this space is to share my perspective on all things health and wellness whether that be the latest fad diet, meditation techniques, health bar tastings, super food reviews, or trying out the newest gym to hit the Minneapolis area.  I’ll also try and throw in some tid bits about how my family and I incorporate wellness in our home with the hopes that we can inspire others to do the same.  On that note, let me keep it real and say that we do our best, but we’re not perfect.  We exercise to make our bodies feel good, but we also eat pizza and stay up too late on occasion to feed our souls.  Balance is key. I’ll share the highs and the lows.  The good and the bad.  We’re going to keep it real, my friends.

Let’s start with the basics.  My name is Liz and I’m a wife to a man who pumps energy and enthusiasm into every aspect of our lives.  I’m also a mom to Marlee (3 yrs old) and Lou (under one) who both test my physical and mental strength (in a good way) on a daily basis.  If anyone is looking to gain more creativity in their life, hang out with a three year old and I promise you that your right sided brain will be worked to the max.  Before my human babies, I was, and still am, a dog mom.  Flint is our 60 pound Weimaraner/contortionist who has been donned the family therapy dog.  He’s a lot of work, but at the end of the day our home wouldn’t be complete without him.

My path to health coaching was one with lots of twists and turns.  After graduating from college I started a career at a Minneapolis based advertising agency where I found my love for human psychology.  It was an exciting place to be, but I knew that something was missing.  I couldn’t quite put my finger on what exactly, but I knew that I wasn’t fulfilled.  As if on cue I got pregnant, had my daughter, and decided to leave the advertising world for mommy hood.  I loved staying home with my daughter, but again, I needed more.  After talking to a lot of people in the healthcare industry and doing a bit of my own research, I decided to get my health coaching certificate.  Now I get to help people and continue to learn about human psychology and health and wellness.  Oh, and I also get to coach gymnastics to a bunch of talented young athletes who are some of the hardest workers I know.  

With diaper changes, preschool drop offs, dog walks, date nights, and gymnastics coaching, I imagine that my future posts will be somewhat short.  I’m at a stage in my life where brevity is my best friend.  So hopefully you find my posts short and sweet, but also impactful.  On that note, I’m signing off.