Her Flow of Care: Alex’s flow of care centers on restoring energy, rebuilding confidence, and helping exhausted adults put themselves first again. She supports people who spend their lives caring for everyone else — and gently guides them back to caring for their own health without guilt. What I See in Her: I see a steady, empowering coach who understands both the physical and emotional weight of burnout. Alex doesn’t shame people for falling off track — she helps them restart with compassion, structure, and belief in themselves. How She Helps People: As an Exercise Physiologist & Personal Trainer with 13+ years of experience at Freedom 4 Fitness on Skool, Alex helps drained working adults boost energy, regain control of their health, and build routines that actually stick. She supports people who feel exhausted, overwhelmed, and frustrated — those who have tried gyms, diets, and trainers before and felt like they were the problem. Her approach includes: 🤝 2x Weekly Accountability to stay consistent 🎓 Expert feedback from a seasoned Exercise Physiologist ⚡ The 5-Minute Simplifier — quick, doable action steps to unblock progress She helps people start strong and keep going, even when life gets busy. Why This Matters: When people regain their health, energy, and self-trust, their entire life improves — work, family, confidence, and mental well-being. Alex helps people stop feeling selfish for wanting “me time” and start seeing self-care as necessary, not optional. This is what a Mighty Caregiver’s Flow of Care looks like. Freedom4Fitness

Have you ever planned a surprise birthday party? There’s a lot more involved than people realize. Coordination. Invitations. Timing. Details. Backup plans. Emotions. Hope. Pressure. Anticipation. Recently, I planned a surprise party on my own. Some guests were traveling from far away. Others were local. My heart was fully invested. I poured creativity into every detail. As the date got closer, I felt excited and proud—I was making sure I had all my ducks in a row. And then… things started to fall apart. People have busy lives. Plans change. Emergencies happen. Travel becomes complicated. Commitments shift. What felt like a perfectly orchestrated plan suddenly began to unravel. I’ll be honest—I didn’t react like my usual self. I got upset. I got mad. I felt overwhelmed. Nothing was going as planned. Suddenly, I had to re-engineer the entire surprise party…without telling the person who was supposed to be surprised. It felt heavy. I felt alone. I felt like no one understood how much effort, emotion, and energy I had poured into making this moment special. I had worked so hard—and it felt like it was all falling apart. I reached out to a friend. Not for solutions at first—just to vent. To breathe. To process. And something beautiful happened. She understood. She helped me gather my thoughts. She helped me think through a new plan. She helped me shift from frustration to creativity. From disappointment to possibility. I picked myself up…and started making lemonade out of lemons. I created a new plan. A new approach. A new way to surprise. And it hit me: Many Mighty Caregivers are planning surprise parties—completely on their own. Coordinating care. Managing schedules. Anticipating needs. Holding emotional weight. Trying to make things meaningful and joyful for the people we love. But doing it solo is exhausting. Looking back, this whole experience would have been easier if I’d had someone helping from the start. Someone who understood logistics. Someone who could share the load. Someone who could steady the wheel when the road got bumpy.

What support do you wish caregivers had more of?

Take a moment and think and thank Mighty Caregivers that are serving thus weekend during the storm.

There was a time when I honestly wondered if I was helping anyone at all. I wanted feedback. I wanted responses. I wanted proof that what I was doing mattered. If no one reacted, no one commented, no one said thank you — it felt like maybe I was just shouting into the void. But something has changed in me. Now, I feel the difference being made, even when it’s quiet. Even when no one claps. Even when there’s no recognition, no applause, no public validation. I don’t need praise the way I used to. I don’t need someone else to confirm that I’m doing something meaningful. I’m learning to be okay being unseen. I’m learning to build things that matter to me — not for attention, not for credit, not for recognition — but because they feel right. Because they feel called. Because they serve people, even if those people never know my name. I’m realizing I don’t have to be in front. I don’t have to be loud. I don’t have to be celebrated. I can be behind the scenes. Quiet. Faithful. Consistent. And somehow… that feels like freedom.