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Technically, the business worked: clients, Zoom sessions, core engagement galore.
But if I'm brutally honest? I was more lit up helping my “how to build an online business” classmates with their copy and DIY branding than cueing another set of teasers. Debugging Squarespace felt like a party compared to talking about the transverse abdominis (again).
(Spoiler: It involves Pilates, bad Wi-Fi, and the kind of optimism that only a fresh Squarespace template can inspire.)
Once upon a time, I was a Pilates instructor with a Wi-Fi connection, a fresh Squarespace template, and the kind of optimism only a cross-country move for your husband’s dream job can inspire.
Peep that plank
(I may never be this "in shape" again)
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I stripped my business back to one offer; no shiny pivots every quarter, no webinar FOMO detours. I committed to running that offer with ten clients, minimum.
I wanted real data. Real clarity. Real proof of what worked, for them and for me.
That experiment became the backbone of everything I do now: clear messaging, sustainable services, and businesses that don’t eat their owners alive.