Tag: personal development

  • ✨ Stepping Into My Calling (AKA: God Said “Get Up Girl, It’s Time”)

    ✨ Stepping Into My Calling (AKA: God Said “Get Up Girl, It’s Time”)

    If you would’ve told me a few years ago that I’d be writing a blog about becoming a coach, I would’ve said “cállate” and kept scrolling. Truly.

    But here we are because lately God has been dropping hints on me like I’m the main character in a movie and the plot twist is:

    “You’re meant for more. Get up.”

    And honestly?
    I feel it.


    The Signs Have Been Loud (Like Me)

    Let’s be real… I’ve been getting signs left and right:

    • People constantly asking me if what they’re feeling in training is normal
    • Friends coming to me with their life crises (I ask one question and suddenly we’re unpacking entire childhoods)
    • Becoming community coordinator at my gym
    • Being trusted to plan events, partner with brands, and lead people
    • My Run With Discipline journal becoming real
    • Creating a free 7-day discipline guide
    • Running, CrossFit, Hyrox, mom life… all the chaos
    • Being asked for advice like I’m everyone’s personal therapist/coach
    • God opening doors I never even knocked on

    After a while I had to sit back like:
    Okay God… I see you. Stop yelling. I’m coming.


    Why Coaching? Because People Who Feel Lost Are My People

    I don’t want to coach elite athletes.
    I don’t want to coach perfect people.
    I don’t want to coach people who have it all figured out.

    No.

    I want to coach the ones who say:

    • “I want to start… but I don’t even know where to begin.”
    • “I feel lost but I want to feel strong again.”
    • “I want to be consistent but also I’m tired.”
    • “I want to show up for myself the same way I show up for everyone else.”

    These are my people.
    These are the ones I feel called to serve.


    My Mission (Read This in My Voice)

    Discipline. Sustainable fitness.
    And remembering you are more than the titles given to you.

    If you can show up for a job you don’t love, you can show up for a life you DO love.

    If you would die for your kids, maybe it’s time you live for them.

    You deserve confidence.
    You deserve strength.
    You deserve to feel like YOU again.


    My Coaching Style? A Mix of “I Love You” and “Get It Together”

    I’m the coach who will:

    • hype you up
    • remind you who tf you are
    • make you laugh when you want to cry
    • hold you accountable
    • give you discipline tools
    • encourage your growth
    • tell you “cállate” when you start making excuses
    • lovingly bully you into greatness

    I’m not here to be perfect.
    I’m here to walk with you and guide you through the messy, beautiful beginning stages of change.


    What My Coaching Will Focus On

    This is NOT a bootcamp.
    This is NOT a “lose 20 lbs in 2 weeks” program.
    This is NOT a “be perfect or else” moment.

    This is about building the foundation:

    • Discipline
    • Mindset
    • Beginner-friendly fitness
    • Simple routines that actually work
    • Goals you’ll follow through with
    • Sustainable habits
    • Accountability
    • Community
    • Purpose

    We’re rebuilding your life one choice at a time.


    The Soft Launch (Because Bestie Is Pacing Herself)

    I’m not doing a dramatic “COMING SOON” trailer.
    I’m easing in. Soft girl era but with discipline.

    Over the next few weeks, I’m rolling out:

    ✨ A free 7-day Discipline Reset ebook
    ✨ A beginner-friendly workshop at my gym
    ✨ A run clinic (because y’all keep asking)
    ✨ A few limited coaching spots for people ready to begin
    If you’ve been wanting to change your life — but you feel overwhelmed, lost, or unsure where to start — I’m building this space for you.


    Want In? Stay Close.

    You can:

    • 💌 Join my newsletter
    • 📩 DM me on Instagram @tipswith_marie
    • 👀 Watch for announcements
    • 🙋‍♀️ Join the waitlist for coaching or my upcoming events

    This is the beginning of something I’ve been prepared for without even realizing it.

    Thank you for reading, for supporting, and for walking with me.

    And if you read all of this…
    cállate, you love me.

    Marie
    Run With Discipline™

  • Dear 18-Year-Old Me: You Didn’t Fail. You Just Started Differently.

    Dear 18-Year-Old Me: You Didn’t Fail. You Just Started Differently.

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  • Rediscovering Yourself as a Mom: A Personal Journey

    Rediscovering Yourself as a Mom: A Personal Journey

    HAPPY MOTHERS DAY !

    Story time:

    I got pregnant my senior year.

    And just like that, everything shifted.

    I thought my dreams had an expiration date. That my new job title was just “Mom” and my only role was to support my partner and raise my son. My own ambitions? I quietly packed them away, like the college brochures I stopped opening.

    I didn’t know it at the time, but that was the moment I started losing my sense of identity.

    When Guilt Gets Loud

    The thing about being a mom is… no one really tells you how much guilt gets baked into the role. Especially when you start doing something for you.

    When I decided to go back to school, I was proud—but the guilt came creeping in fast.

    Should I really be leaving them this long?

    Am I selfish for wanting more than motherhood?

    It’s this unspoken rule society throws at moms: you’re supposed to give everything, all the time. But no one talks about what happens when there’s nothing left to give to yourself.

    The Chaos (and Comedy) of Doing It All

    Let me paint you a picture:

    I tell my boys every night, “Okay, I’m going to wake up at 5 AM and go run tomorrow!”

    And recently, one of them looked me dead in the face and said,

    “No, you’re not. You sleep in.”

    Called. Out.

    Nothing humbles you like being dragged by your own kids. So guess who got up and actually ran the next morning? Me—because I had to reclaim my mom-cred.

    Despite the chaos (and there’s a lot of it), my kids cheer me on.

    After a workout: “How many miles today, Mom?”

    During their soccer practices: “You got this, brother!” when one of them looks tired.

    They’re learning. They’re watching. And it makes the mess worth it.

    Finding Myself Again

    Motherhood stripped me of a lot—but it also helped me rebuild.

    I didn’t find myself instead of being a mom. I found myself through being one.

    It took time. Therapy. Late-night breakdowns. Early morning runs.

    But now I’m back in school—not for the title or the paycheck, but for the freedom it will bring.

    The freedom to build a life where I can show up for them and myself.

    To be fully present in their lives without feeling like I had to abandon my own.

    This Mother’s Day, I’m Celebrating the Comeback

    I’m not “just” a mom. I’m a student, a runner, a woman rebuilding her life one goal at a time.

    And if you’re a mom reading this feeling like you lost yourself somewhere along the way—I see you. You’re not broken. You’re evolving.

    Motherhood may have shaken your identity, but it can also help you rebuild it stronger.

    Your Turn:

    What part of yourself are you rediscovering? Drop it in the comments—I’d love to hype you up.

    And if you enjoyed this post, buy me a coffee (or send me motivation for my next 5 AM run—I clearly need it)!

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  • The Realities of Going Back to School: Lessons Learned

    The Realities of Going Back to School: Lessons Learned

    When I first went back to school, I thought I’d crush it. Straight A’s. 4.0 GPA. Maybe even get a little “wow she’s so put together” award. I really believed I could just Google my way through everything.

    Spoiler alert: You cannot.

    Turns out, college professors actually expect you to learn things. The nerve.

    Somewhere between crying over assignments and being personally attacked by Canvas notifications, I realized I had it all wrong. I thought success meant perfection. But now?

    Success looks like turning things in on time.

    It looks like studying not to memorize—but to understand. Like actually understanding the entire test and thinking, “Wait… I’m not dumb?? I just needed to learn how these dang things are set up.” (Character development.)

    “School Isn’t for Everyone” and Other Thoughts That Keep Me Up at Night

    You ever hit submit on a discussion post and realize you have a soccer tournament, a race, and three exams all in the same week?

    Yeah. Same.

    There are weeks I wonder, What’s the point? Why am I doing this to myself?

    But then I remember: I’m not chasing a grade—I’m chasing freedom.

    My Signature Study Method? Crying + Community.

    Look, I’ve tried all the “top 10 study tips” on TikTok. I even bought the cute highlighters. But nothing works quite like:

    • Crying while rereading Chapter 6
    • A good accountability partner who reminds me I’m not a complete failure
    • And group study sessions with people who get it—because there’s something healing about studying with others who are also barely hanging on

    Studying in a group hits different when you’re all equally confused but still cheering each other on like, “Girl, you totally almost understood that last question.”

    Comparison Is a Liar (But I Still Fall for It)

    Some days, I catch myself looking at my younger classmates like:
    “If I had started when I was 18, I’d be sipping iced coffee in my dream career by now.”

    But then I remember: I’ve got a whole life outside of school. Kids. Hobbies. A marathon to train for. A bedtime routine that involves reading and falling asleep mid-paragraph.

    This isn’t just a school comeback—it’s a whole life glow-up.

    The Biggest Lie I Told Myself

    “I should be farther by now.”

    That sentence right there? It almost stole my peace.

    But I’m rewriting the story. I’m realizing that money, titles, and timelines don’t define success. Freedom does.

    And this degree? It’s a tool—not just to earn more, but to live more. To be present. To build something for my boys. To show them it’s never too late to reinvent yourself—flip phones and all.

    What’s Keeping Me Grounded

    Right now, I’m pouring into what I call my pillars (shoutout to The 5AM Club):

    • Mindset: Failing doesn’t mean I’m a failure.
    • Soulset: Protecting my peace, praying, and letting go of perfection.
    • Physical: Marathon training keeps me sane and strong.
    • Emotional: Being honest about the hard stuff (like this post).

    So no, I’m not a 4.0 student. Yet.
    But I am showing up. Learning. Growing.
    And redefining success—one slightly late assignment at a time.

    💬 Your Turn:
    What’s one goal you’ve been chasing that made you question your sanity—but also made you proud just for trying? Drop it below—I want to hype you up.

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