So, I know I mentioned that I wasn’t going to address much about PCOS because I didn’t want it to define who I am.  It is something I have. I finally felt the need to do so.  Why?  Well, at the risk of losing some friends I have to.

My sailor mouth may appear over the next few minutes (sorry, Mom and Dad).  I suggest you grab your cup of coffee or you favorite glass of wine and get comfy in your chair.

Over the last month or so, I’ve been posting my progress… my journey… with weight loss.  I’ve been approached by not one or even two but probably about seven people inviting me to try their “promising weight loss fix”.  I’ve been polite about it, because that’s my nature.  I’ve just hit the point where I’m fed up and things need to be said.  Regardless of the way that things appear now… and how things have appeared in the past, I HAVE MY SHIT TOGETHER regarding my food and exercise.  I don’t want to be approached about your F*@cking shakes, juices, and pills.

Here is the thing:

1.  I have two college degrees, a B.S. in Physical Education and an M.S. in Health

2.  I love to exercise.

3.  I’ve done extensive research on what my body needs to live.

4.  I have a BITCH (really no other word to describe it) of a disease called Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome that at times can make me totally hate my body. 

No unconventional weight loss shake, diet, pill, etc.  will help me with what I have.  Believe me.  I tried for years.  Why?  Well, who wants to be put through the HELL that you have to deal with in losing weight with this.  It’s frustrating.  People without PCOS can do what I do and drop 15-20 lbs in the same time it takes me to drop 3.  Why else?  Not all doctors… even the best ones… always know enough about PCOS to help.  New medical research is only now just coming out regarding this disease.  It hasn’t been the labeled “disorder of the year” yet.  It doesn’t effect enough people…. or worse yet, it is regarded as an infertility issue so it becomes lost on those who aren’t currently trying to get pregnant.  


Today is my day to share PCOS Awareness:


1 in 10 Women have PCOS.  Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome or PCOS is an incurable disorder that affects over 10 Million women worldwide and about half do not know they have it. 

It is the most common endocrine cause of infertility and serious weight gain in women. PCOS can also cause acne, oily skin, dandruff, increased growth of hair on face but male pattern baldness, skin tags, pelvic pain, anxiety, depression, sleep apnea and more. 

The more than 50% that do not know they have PCOS are in danger of Diabetes or Pre-Diabetes, Risk of Heart Attack is 4-7x higher, High Blood Pressure, High Cholesterol, Endometrial Cancer, Increased Risk of Breast Cancer and Heart Disease. 

With the help of blood tests and pelvic ultrasounds PCOS can be detected early enough to treat the many symptoms and ward off any

serious diseases.  (credit: PCOS Awareness Association)


You see those words in blue?  Those are my symptoms.  Imagine living with that day to day.  I found out when I was about 17.  I’ve been living with this diagnosis for 21 years.  I struggled with having my first two children for years to the point where I was in tears bawling on the middle of my living room floor.  Despite my best efforts to have the healthiest pregnancy, I exited that situation with a diagnosis of pre-diabetes, kidney problems, high blood pressure and anxiety.  I will spend my entire life worrying about whether I will end up with diabetes, cancer, high blood pressure, high cholestrol, anxiety and depression… and there is nothing I can do about it except try to eat well and exercise.  There are days where I feel like a MAN.  What girl wants that?  This disorder is genetic.  There is no magic pill.  There are some supplements that have been found to help control some of the symptoms, but it will never go away.  I can workout 6 days a week, eat perfectly and still not drop a lb… or worse, sometimes gain due to the way insulin is processed in my body.  My life is focused around food… but not in a good way.  My body craves carbs. I can’t eat them without it backfiring on me.  My body needs protien… a food group that I’ve never been thrilled about.  Every meal has to be planned out, balanced and though about throughout the day so that everything burn properly.  It sucks.  I can try to control the situation the best that I can and I appreciate all the support that has been offered throughout this journey.

My parting words… FUCK YOU PCOS.  I will win the battle before you kill me.

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