Hiya, I'm Kara. For those of you who don't know me yet, welcome to my blog. Consider yourself invited to read and digest some of the posts on this page. See something you like? Please leave a comment. See something you don't like? Please leave a comment. I totally value your unique perspective. 

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Eating 3 words.

Posted on July 17, 2014

Way back in January, did you notice how everyone seemed to be coming up with their 3-word vision for 2014? It was going to be the MOST EPIC and MOST UNBELIEVABLY FUCKING AWESOME year of their WHOLE LIFE EVER because they had three words written to describe themselves, their businesses or their hopes and aspirations for all of 2014. 

I’m not going to lie: I get excited about a lot of stuff. I can be damn near evangelical when I’ve had a great experience in any way, shape or form. But there’s just something about lemming hype that gives me a special sort of pause. I’m never one to jump off a bridge just because everyone else was doin’ it, especially when it seemed impractical.  

Honestly, New Year’s Day has started to really gross me out, especially as a health & lifestyle professional. It’s become a time for gimmicky fast fixes, yet quick returns to old habits. That’s not my style. So, this create-your-3-word sword exercise that will radically slay all of your shortcomings was banned from my task list in 2014. 

So, I thought… 

Peas and Carrots, Please Canapes

Posted on June 24, 2014

For those who didn't catch me on WWLP's Mass Appeal last Friday, here's an easy, breezy dish to whip up when company comes a-calling. The complete recipe is below, too. 



  • 1 ripe avocado
  • Juice of one-half lemon
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 8-oz. frozen green peas, steamed or sautéed
  • 1 teaspoon sea salt
  • 1 large carrot, cut into thin rounds (or flowers)
  • 30 small pumpernickel rounds, baguette slices or gluten-free crackers



Add all ingredients, except bread/cracker, into food processor or blender. Pulse to combine taking care to not over-blend. Top each round with spread and add carrot garnish.


I'm a size 168. (It fits better than 24/7.)

Posted on June 9, 2014

While rebooting and recharging off the grid at a wifi-free Quebecoiçe lake house, I recognized how time bankrupt I was during my LLS Woman of the Year campaign. While I recognized that the campaign was a temporary, 10-week sprint, that pace was entirely unsustainable and, let's be real, totally undesireable to me. If I was working (yes, I'm loathe to admit this as a health + lifestyle gal) 14+ hour days, watching my task list accumulate, and dreaming about projects that I wanted to be doing, something was busted. Come hell or lakefront high water, I wasn't returning from Canada to that frazzly pace again.

Ever an accountant, I ran some numbers while my husband, Craig, slept in one morning. That single investment of 15 minutes of my time has yielded huge shifts in both my personal and my entrepreneurial lives. When I say huge shifts, I mean things like stepping down from a board of directors, saying no to several events, starting a big, scary, yet exciting, creative project and actually seeing people I love without 3-6 week advance notice.

Want to try it? Here's what you need: a piece of paper, a pen, 15 minutes, and a calculator for those of you who dislike subtraction. 

You were a CPA?!? Yup.

Posted on April 17, 2014

These days, one of my favorite moments is when I tell a prospective client or a fellow health practitioner that I was a Certified Public Accountant for more than a decade. Peoples’ reactions range from a jaw-drop to comments about how I don’t look like an accountant to unabashed dismissal. As the character Holly Golightly once said, “It’s useful being the top banana in the shock department.”

People commonly assume that CPAs only do taxes. Not true. I was a CPA who got my start in troubled debt restructuring and bankruptcy for one of the largest global firms. Basically, a failing company’s leadership called us when the financial shit hit the proverbial fan. Then, a team of us would arrive to interview people, triage the situation, attempt to stop the cash flow hemorrhaging, functionally look at what may have caused the problem and create a plan to control the chaos. 

A toast to living on the edge

Posted on December 5, 2013

Normally posts like this just go to my super-fab List. However, the response has been SO enormous in the last 24 hours, so I wanted to share it here. (Click Pssst...Are you on The List yet? if you want in on the conversation.) 

From the email: 

Last night, I was standing in my kitchen contemplating what to eat. I ate a big lunch, so I just wanted a snack. 

Apple? Nah, I had one earlier.

Salad? Nope, I had that with breakfast. 

A square of dark chocolate? Maybe later...  

[Opening the freezer] Toast? 

For a moment, my Itty Bitty Shitty Committee was all over that idea. Here's a snippet of what went through my head: It has gluten!  Alright, a shit-ton of refined, white flour makes me feel somewhat sluggish, but I don't have any reason to believe that I'm celiac. You can do better than that, Kara!  Really? I think there are a bazillion foods that might shorten my life faster than a single slice of organic, whole wheat sourdough bread. You're living on the edge. Ummm, it's toast. It's not heroin or a pack of Gauloises. 

So, I lived on the edge: I ate the toast. I digested it just fine, but I couldn't digest what happened. While I watched The Voice, I mulled it over. And here it comes:

Goals collecting dust? Get S.M.A.R.T.E.R.

Posted on November 24, 2013

Being bad feels so spectacularly great

Posted on September 12, 2013

“Even bad Pilates is good for you,” said my teacher, Brooke Siler. As an apprentice striving to be better hour by countless hour and a perfectionist NO WHERE near recovery at the time, that statement always made me bristle. It was fine for newbies to bumble through their workouts, but why would an apprentice teacher want to do anything less than perfect? [Shrug.] 

Ironically, it was during my last apprentice exam that I began to...I'm just going to say it...palpably dislike my own Pilates workouts, especially on the reformer. There is a rhythm to Pilates and an element of strong elegance. As someone who did gymnastics from age 3, played soccer and is an avid runner, I never have been able to “perform” Pilates like my teachers or peers from the dance world. I’ve studied movies made by Joe himself and with contemporary master teachers. 

Now, I've done the soul-searching work to understand what skills and talents that I bring as a teacher. Yet every time I put my head back on that headrest to start my workout, I was Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz listening to a mixtape of every criticism from every teacher or everycoach that I’ve ever worked with. The volume dial was at 11. 

Hello Noho!

Posted on September 8, 2013

My clients gobble up my end-of-business session times, so I miss out on some of the in-person events. Why would I let that stop me from meeting some new folks? Check out this short video. It's a short, asynchronous hello to the Noho Chamber members that I haven't met yet...or people like you.