22/08/2026
My Dear Beautiful Ladies — Give Your Body a Break
In this post, I want to make a simple call to every woman reading this: give your body a break.
As you enter perimenopause, your body is going through a serious hormonal shift — and it doesn't just affect one thing, it touches nearly every system you have:
- Your nervous system (mood, anxiety, emotional regulation)
- Your sleep and circadian rhythm
- Your metabolism and how you process food and store fat
- Your musculoskeletal system (joints, muscle recovery, bone density)
- Your cardiovascular system
- Your cognitive function (focus, memory, mental clarity)
- Your skin and connective tissue
- Your digestive system
- Your stress response and cortisol regulation
That's not a small list. And here's the problem: many of us don't even realize we're in perimenopause when this starts. So instead of slowing down, we do the opposite — we push exercise harder, drink more coffee, cut calories, and keep pushing, expecting our body to respond the way it always has.
I did the same thing, but my story is a little more tangled than that. I was going through a real, serious grief at the time — I had lost my father. So for a long while, I believed everything I was feeling was grief, and only grief. It made sense. It fit. I had no reason to think anything else was happening underneath it.
My sleep was badly affected. I was tired constantly. I developed IBS out of nowhere. I couldn't exercise the way I used to. And I could no longer fast — I had to eat every four hours or I'd feel awful. But all of that could just as easily be grief. Grief does that to a body too. I didn't have hot flashes either, which is part of why it took me so long to even consider perimenopause — I thought that was the sign you were supposed to look for.
Then suddenly my breasts became tender and grew two sizes, seemingly overnight, and that's when it hit me: this wasn't grief anymore. That had nothing to do with losing my father, and I knew it.
And when I realized it was perimenopause, another wave of grief hit me — a different one this time. I thought, is this my new reality now? I thought I might never feel like myself again. I thought I might never be able to exercise the way I used to. I had gained weight, and it felt like life, as I knew it, was simply over — like I'd been pushed into some "old" phase of life I wasn't ready for.
Grief has its own shape, and perimenopause has its own shape, and for a long time I genuinely couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. Both were real. Neither cancelled out the other.
What actually helped was the opposite of pushing. I became still. I started listening to my body instead of fighting it, and the message was simple: relax. Give me time. Let me do what I need to do.
So I stopped resistance training, temporarily, and replaced it with tai chi and yoga. I stopped forcing myself through days with coffee and napped when I could. My brain fog and fatigue were severe enough to affect my work, so I took real time off — no TV, no reading, nothing to consume or perform. Just myself, my garden, my cats. I honored the need to eat every four hours without questioning it. In the evenings, I did small, genuine things for myself — foot massages, relaxing music, candles I used to save only for special occasions, face masks, face yoga, stillness with no stimulation at all.
And slowly, my body started to respond. I eased back into exercise, gently, on its terms rather than mine. The fog started to lift. I started to feel like a version of myself again — not the old one, but a real one.
If you're carrying grief and this transition at the same time, please know both are allowed to be true, and you don't have to untangle them alone or all at once. I was grieving, and I was changing, and my body was asking for something I hadn't learned to give it yet: rest, without needing to earn it.
Here's the thing about pushing through brain fog, stress, and poor sleep: it doesn't work. Your body performs worse the harder you push it in that state, which only stresses you out more, which makes everything worse again. It becomes a loop that feeds itself. Stillness isn't the opposite of getting things done — it's actually what breaks that loop. Your brain needs quiet to sort itself out. Solutions rarely show up while you're pushing; they show up in the stillness, once your body finally feels safe enough to stop bracing and start working things out.
If any of this sounds familiar — the exhaustion, the fog, the feeling that your body has quietly changed the rules on you — this season simply asks something different of us than the ones before it did. My gentle challenge to you this week: pick one thing to stop pushing, and one thing to actually rest. Notice what happens. And if you ever want support figuring out what your body is asking for, I'm here. 💛