After one year living the PH360 Lifestyle
...the kind that don’t have six-pack abs or green juice glamor shots.
Mine started with something deceptively small: five stubborn pounds that refused to budge after summer break. No big deal, I thought. I’m getting older. I’ll just track my food and workouts like I always did and it’ll come off.
Unfortunately, it didn’t. I thought to myself, I need to up my game. I’ll try one of those fancy diet apps. So, I logged. I tracked. And it didn’t work. My co-worker lost a lot of weight with Keto, so I tried Keto. I was thrilled—I lost my five pounds! But I couldn’t sustain the diet, and those five pounds brought a friend. Hello, ten. Then came the low energy... and hair loss.
So, I did what many of us do. I went to the doctor. “You’re just getting older.” Great. That clears that up.
But the symptoms kept piling on: unexplained weight gain, a bald spot on my right temple, pale skin, dry eyes, bone-deep fatigue, and brain fog so intense I didn’t feel safe driving at night.
I pushed. I tested. I got sent from specialist to specialist. Finally, a diagnosis: Hashimoto’s. Relief? Not quite. “There’s no cure. Synthroid might help,” said my endocrinologist. Spoiler: it didn’t.
So here I was—30 pounds heavier, joyless, foggy, and fried. Was this it? I was only 48! I could either become a passive statistic… or I could fight. Luckily, being a Scottish redhead, that fire is in my DNA.
I dove into research like my life depended on it—because honestly, it did. I began removing toxins: clean water, glass containers, natural cosmetics. Tried AIP (Autoimmune Paleo). Still no energy. No weight loss. Now with stiff joints.
Turns out, Brussels sprouts and cauliflower aren’t great if you have a sulfur methylation issue (hi, that’s me). A functional nutritionist finally helped me see that the very foods I thought were helping were actually backfiring.
The Painful Before Picture
Over the next five years, I worked with an integrative doctor—more testing, more supplements, diet tweaks. Small wins, but nothing life-changing. I was still exhausted, resting through weekends just to get through the work week. And the weight? Stubborn as ever.
I took a step back to reflect. There I was with all of these chronic issues strutting in like they owned the place—uninvited, unapologetic, and absolutely not on my vision board. Plot twist. My medical résumé was suddenly stacked: Hashimoto’s, pre-diabetes, high blood pressure, and obesity.
This was the wake-up call. I fired my doctor. I started over. I found a doctor online—skeptical but desperate—I stalked her socials, read every post, and finally jumped in.
And here’s the kicker: it wasn’t the meds that changed my life. It was the health coach. The one who held me accountable, tailored my lifestyle, and introduced me to PH360.
PH360 isn’t a fad. It’s a science-backed, personalized, epigenetic lifestyle system. For the first time, my body felt seen. I finally had a roadmap that worked with my biology—not against it.
One year in: I’ve lost 20 pounds (and counting), my blood sugar and blood pressure are normal, thyroid antibodies in the rearview, and my Scottish red hair is back in all its glory. The fog? Gone. The joy? Back. Am I perfect? Nope. But I am powerful.