About Cyndee Cave: My Journey in Fitness and Faith
Dear Friends,
Turning 50 and stepping into the season of being an empty nester brought me face-to-face with changes I never quite expected. Menopause arrived with its own set of challenges—weight gain that crept up quietly, fatigue that felt heavier than any workload, and brain fog that dimmed my usual clarity. For a moment, I wondered if this was just how life was going to be from here on out. But then I made a choice.
I decided that instead of letting this chapter write itself, I would pick up the pen and write it my way. I leaned into the power of diet and exercise—not as punishment, but as a gift to myself. Each walk, each workout, each balanced meal became a declaration that my best years are not behind me, but right here, unfolding now.
Catherine, my oldest, was born with the gift to teach. Today, she is a kick-butt 5th grade teacher with the patience of a saint and a strength that leaves me in awe. I admire the way she pours herself into her students with grace and grit.
Mae, my runner, has shown me the meaning of determination. After enduring two knee surgeries, she not only came back, she came back stronger—hitting personal records in races we never imagined possible. Now, she’s training for a half marathon while studying physical therapy, and I couldn’t be prouder. Watching her get back on the track gave me the push to lace up my own shoes and start running 5Ks &10ks.
And then there’s Addie, my youngest—my firecracker. Don’t let “the baby” title fool you; this girl is a force. There’s nothing quite like watching her climb on her horse, Dolce—a 17-hand Hanoverian all mare—and soar over jumps with courage, grit, and grace. (Take it from me: get a horse, you’ll be broke, but your blood pressure will be the best in town!)
The scale didn’t change overnight, nor did my energy or focus. But with consistency, faith, and self-compassion, my body began to respond. The fog lifted, my energy returned, and my confidence grew stronger than ever. More importantly, I rediscovered me—the woman who refuses to let age define her potential.
Being an empty nester has taught me something beautiful: while my daughters are out chasing their dreams, I get to chase mine, too. This season of life isn’t about slowing down—it’s about showing up for myself in ways I never had time to before.
To anyone else walking this same road—know this: it’s never too late to choose yourself. With determination, daily action, and a little inspiration from the people you love most, you can embrace the changes of your body and still thrive.
With hope and encouragement, Cyndee
"For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come." - 1 Timothy 4:8 (NIV)