Sara Silva Coach

I somehow always feel like I never have my whole life under control.

There are 3 things: my business, my home and myself.

And I swear I can manage one really well. Sometimes even two. But all three at the same time? Never 😂

Right now, my business is BOOMING. I'm so incredibly grateful and excited about everything that's happening. And somehow, I have it under control.

But then... look at me... My house is a mess. I oiled my hair with every intention of washing it and then apparently decided that was a problem for another day.

Sometimes the house and business are doing great, but I'm a mess. Sometimes I'm taking care of myself and my home, but work feels overwhelming.

And sometimes I genuinely wonder... is this just adulthood? Are we all secretly rotating which part of our lives has its s**t together?

And this actually connects to one of my biggest fears that I don't talk about very often.

I really want to be a mom one day.

But I'm also terrified of it.

Because I already find it so hard to keep everything going while being self-employed and running my business completely on my own. And then I think about adding a whole tiny human who needs me every single day and I'm like...

HOW DO MOMS DO THIS?! 😭

Do you ever actually feel like you have everything under control? Or are we all just choosing which fire to put out first?

I genuinely want to hear from you. How do you do it? Are you okay?! ♡

Please share your thoughts because I really want to know if I'm alone in feeling like this.

I’m entering a new chapter of my business, and apparently that also means learning something I’ve always been terrible at: boundaries 😅

I never want to stop being the understanding, flexible and empathetic coach that I am.

But I’m learning that protecting my health, my breaks and my time doesn’t make me any less of those things.

Actually, it might be exactly what allows me to keep doing this for many more years. ♡

New studio. Same me. Just with slightly better boundaries. 😅 ♡

This is how your emails found me for the last two weeks 🌊☀️🌺

Back home in the Azores, taking some much needed time off. ♡

But now it’s time to come back to reality :)

I’m back tomorrow and officially back to work + answering everyone from the 25th onwards.

See you soooon ♡

I had 4 liters of Lipedema removed from my upper thighs.

The pain is gone, and I couldn't be happier.

And then one girl asked me if I'd get surgery on my arms as well. I said no because I have no pain, but somehow, I notice the lipedema in my arms more than I ever did before.

That realization stopped me for a second.

Because THIS is how easily the finish line can move.

For years it was my legs.

Now my brain has more space to look somewhere else.

And I’m a fitness coach. I know this. I talk about body image. I work with women on their goals every day. I know that changing your body isn’t magically going to change the way you speak to yourself.

And yet, I’m still human enough to catch myself doing it too.

Maybe that’s why I feel so strongly about how I coach women.

I will never tell you that aesthetic goals are wrong. Wanting to lose fat, build muscle or change your body doesn’t make you shallow.

But I also don’t want us to spend our lives scanning our bodies for the next thing that needs “fixing.”

Because there will always be something else if we let there be.

So we can have goals.

We can work towards change.

But we can also learn to love the woman who exists between every before and after.

I’m learning that right alongside you. ♡

I didn’t have lipedema surgery to get “perfect” legs.

I had it because pain was slowly taking things away from me.

Walking. Stairs. Trails. Even parts of my job as a fitness coach were becoming harder.

And because my lipedema wasn’t always obvious visually, I questioned myself too. Was the pain really that bad? Was I exaggerating it?

Four months after surgery, I did my first trail pain-free. Something I hadn’t experienced in years.

I keep telling my boyfriend, “The world is not ready for a pain-free Sara.” 😂

But genuinely, I still can’t believe this is my life now. I had lived with that pain for so long that I got used to it. I normalised it. I forgot what it felt like to move without constantly thinking about my legs.

And now it’s just… gone.

My legs still have loose skin. They look completely different depending on the angle and the light. And I’m okay with that.

Because the biggest change isn’t how they look.

It’s how they feel.

And if sharing my story makes even one woman with early-stage lipedema trust her own pain a little more, I’ll keep sharing. ♡

Forever thankful to Dr. Acosta from

Meet LEVE. ♡

Pronounced "LEH-v" (in my Micaelense accent from São Miguel, Azores), LEVE means light, gentle and with ease in Portuguese.

This is probably the most selfish class I've ever created.

Strength training changed my life, and I'll never stop lifting weights.

But I missed the mat. I missed moving with music and flowing through choreographies.

So I kept trying different classes... but something never felt quite right.

As someone with hypermobility, I didn't need more flexibility. My body was asking for more control, more awareness and movement that felt supportive.

At the same time, as the busy bee that I am, I started doing my daily self-lymphatic massage for my lipedema on the mat before training. Then I added breathing. Then mobility. Then Pilates. Then barre.

Last week I realised...

"Holy s**t... I think I accidentally created something super cool."

Not because it'll work for everyone.

Not because I think it's revolutionary.

But because, for the first time in years, I genuinely looked forward to getting on the mat again.

One thing I want to make very clear: this isn't a replacement for strength training. If you can only choose one type of exercise, I'll always tell you to strength train. It's the foundation that changed my life.

But if, like me, you love spending time on the mat too... and you have room for both... I'd love for you to join me.

LEVE isn't therapy. It isn't a treatment. It doesn't promise to fix your pain or transform your body.

It's simply the class I created for MYSELF.

And if that resonates with you, maybe you'll love it too.

✨ First online trial class
📅 Saturday, 15th August
🕥 10:30 CEST (Swiss time)
♡ Pay what you wish / can

To register, check my "Online Class" highlight on Instagram for all the details. ♡

I've spent years explaining myself because I can tell people look at me as the girl who always has something and almost as if I'm faking it...

The funny thing is... I'm completely in love with life.

I have a million ideas.
I love people.
I love moving.
I love my work.

Sometimes it feels like I'm the most energetic, life-loving person trapped in a body that just isn't cooperating.

For years, every symptom was treated as a separate problem.

Then, I was diagnosed with lipedema.

That explained years of leg pain, heaviness and swelling... but it still didn't explain everything. What about the excruciating pelvic pain? What about the dizziness? The heat intolerance?

A few months later, someone noticed I was hypermobile.

That meant my joints weren't the only thing that could be affected. Connective tissue is everywhere in the body, including our blood vessels and organs.

Then an MRI showed pelvic varices which, in the right clinical context, are compatible with Pelvic Congestion Syndrome. Suddenly, years of pelvic pain finally started making sense.

And then came another piece of the puzzle.

A doctor suspected that my weird early diagnosis of Ménière's could be POTS and asked me to do a standing test at home.

I tested it several times and my heart rate increased by more than 35 beats per minute just from standing up.

Connecting some of these "dots" could explain why I go dizzy, why I almost black out when I stand and my heart feels like it will explode, why I can't tolerate heat, why I suddenly get hot flushes, why I need to lie down with my legs up, and why my body seems to struggle with things that should happen automatically.

I'm still being investigated.

I still don't have all the answers.

But for the first time in years...

The puzzle is finally starting to make sense.

I'm not sharing this because I want pity.

I'm sharing it because I'm tired of feeling like I have to justify myself.

I'm still me.

Still ridiculously positive.
Still obsessed with helping women.
Still building my dream.

Now you just know a little more about the body that's carrying me through it.

♡

4 months post lipedema surgery. ♡

One thing that has amazed me the most is how much my skin changed between month 3 (go back on my profile to check it) and month 4. The skin has retracted so much, and my skin laxity has improved immensely. It's been incredible to watch.

I guess when they tell you to be patient... they really mean it. Your body keeps changing long after surgery, and every month has brought new improvements.

I've always had incredibly healthy habits, so surgery wasn't a shortcut for me. It was more like a reset button. It gave me the chance to finally see the results of all the things I had been doing for years while carrying the weight and inflammation of lipedema.

I know I still have healing ahead of me, but I'm already so grateful for this journey.

A huge thank you to Dr. Acosta and the entire Lipemedical team. This surgery has changed so much more than just my legs. ♡

For as long as I can remember, dancing has been part of who I am.

I studied dance at university, and for years contemporary dance was my favourite way to express myself.

But these days... the kind of dancing that makes me happiest is whatever moves my hips ♡

And if I'm honest, I rarely post videos like this, because I know how quickly a woman simply existing in her body can be sex*alized.

I've caught myself tying a jacket around my waist to hide my bum. Holding back. Making myself smaller.

I'm done with that.

I don't dance for attention.
I don't dance for men.
I dance because it makes me feel alive.

I truly believe so many women have stopped moving freely because somewhere along the way we learned that our bodies are always being watched.

Imagine how differently we'd dance in a room full of women who were simply cheering each other on.

So here's your reminder today:

Move your hips if you want to.
Laugh loudly.
Take up space.
Let your body exist without apologising for it.

You don't need permission to enjoy living in your own body. ♡