THE STORY BEHIND PRIMAL RESTART
I Didn't Find This Diet.
I ran out of alternatives.
A founder's story about a lifetime of fighting her own body and the 28 days that changed everything.
— THE LONG VERSION OF "IT'S COMPLICATED"
I spent most of my life at war with food. Not in the way people talk about on wellness podcasts. Not a clean, narratively satisfying arc with a turning point and a montage. Mine was messier than that. I hid what I ate. I buried wrappers at the bottom of the trash can so nobody would see them. I developed a full-blown sugar addiction and spent decades pretending I didn't have one.
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The result was what you'd expect: hypoglycemia, chronic fatigue, brain fog that made me feel like I was thinking through wet cement, high blood pressure, and disordered eating patterns I couldn't seem to break no matter how many times I "started fresh on Monday."
— THE PILLS
Eventually, the blood pressure landed me on three heart medications. Three. And they weren't even working very well. Every single morning when I took them, the same questions ran through my head: what is this doing to my liver? My kidneys? What are the long-term side effects nobody talks about? The thought of taking these pills for the rest of my life sat on me like a weight I couldn't put down.
— THE YOUTUBE VIDEO THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING
I wasn't looking for a miracle. I was scrolling. A YouTuber mentioned, almost casually, that he and his wife had been eating carnivore for three months and no longer had high blood pressure. That was it. That was the whole pitch.
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But it was enough. I started researching. Then I jumped in with both feet.
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Here's the part I don't sugarcoat: I was terrified I couldn't do it. I drank wine almost every night of my life. The idea of committing long enough to see a difference felt impossible. So I didn't commit forever - I committed to 28 days. Four weeks. I told myself I could white-knuckle my way through each one, and every Friday I'd be another 25% done.
On the third day, I stepped out of bed and nothing hurt. I was 51 years old, and for years, everything had hurt. When I'd asked my doctor why, he'd said, "We're getting older." Obviously, this wasn't about age.
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— WHAT HAPPENED NEXT
— TWO YEARS LATER
It's been over two years now, and I'm still healing. The most recent surprise? Grey hairs flipping back to brown. If that doesn't indicate deep, metabolic healing, I don't know what does.
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I'm not a doctor. I'm not a nutritionist. I'm someone who spent a lifetime suffering, who stumbled onto something that worked, and who went deep enough into the research to understand why. That combination, the lived experience plus the relentless curiosity, is exactly what led me to build Primal Restart.
— WHY THIS RETREAT EXISTS
I built Primal Restart because I know what it's like to feel alone in this. To have people look at your plate and ask questions. To wonder if you're doing it right. To wish someone would just take the guesswork away and let you focus on healing.
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This retreat is the experience I wish I'd had on day one, a physician watching your bloodwork, a chef making every meal extraordinary, a nutritionist tailoring the approach to your body, and a therapist helping you untangle the emotional patterns that got you here. Twelve days in a place so beautiful it feels like the earth is rooting for you.
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You don't need to white-knuckle your way through this alone. That's quite literally why I built this.