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holy transformation ! ! ! ! ! feed your body w whole, nutritious foods, cut out all the processed junk, exercise w a mix of cardio & strength training, & I promise you’ll find the body, mind, positivity, self-love, & confidence that you’ve been searching for - just like I did. Xxx

Today marks the two year anniversary of the start of my weight loss journey and I’m feeling pretty proud with how far I’ve come!

In two years I’ve literally halved my body weight and dropped from a size 28 to 14. Any one who has followed my journey will know there have been plenty of ups and downs, gains and well as losses, and plenty of obstacles to overcome, but I feel like I’m really getting myself together lately.

A couple of people in my life have suggested that I try to take my experiences and build a career with them, and I can honestly say that at no point in my life did I ever think I would have any experiences or anything worth sharing. It’s something I’m considering, and I do feel like it is something that I can work into my long term goals.

I also just wanted to say a bit thank you to everyone on here for all of the support and encouragement you’ve given me! I may not respond to everyone at times, but I read everything you guys say to me and I always try to get back to your messages!

Buy yeah, thank you 😘

🎉🎉 face transformation 🎉🎉

reflecting on my weight loss progression. I’ve come along waaay. remember, it’s so important to love yourself at every stage of your journey. laugh a bit too. every progress pic I take I’m either cracking jokes or talkn shit. I’m looking back at these photos and really taking myself back to that point in time. and it’s all love. I say that with a smile too. 😊 I’m literally lmao 😁 right now just thinking about it all.

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🔆Although I didn’t start my fitness/health journey until January of 2014 - here is a side by side of me December 2011 ➡️December 2016 🔆🌱💪🏻🏋🏼‍♀️


I remember how incredibly proud I felt when the scales showed 99.4kg. Under 100? I felt unstoppable. I’d seen the 90′s a lot in my life. I don’t remember weighing myself in high school at any point in 5 year where the scales showed anything below 91.

 The first picture I took in November. I’d just stepped on the scales and it showed 99.4, so I donned my nicest modcloth dress and went to uni with the biggest smile on my face.  Fast forward to March. These last 5 months have been a blur; a mix of sweat, tears, blood and a never-ending cycle of stop/starting. I have given up, found myself and got back on track. I have binged; I’ve sat down and eaten two large pizzas, a litre of lemonade, a bag of fries and at times, I have hated myself for not being strong enough to stay on path. But this morning, I hoped on the scales. The same scales that once showed me 106.9 and found a surprising number: 84.3. And then I realised something. 

I was strong enough. Strength isn’t defined by a continuous path of effort. Strength is not defined by a lack of failure, or by never straying from the path. The path is paved; your skin grows stronger when you’ve fallen into the trenches. Strength is defined by how you pull yourself back up when you slip up. Strength is that tiny, sometimes inaudible whisper in the back of your mind telling you that you can do it; you’ve got to keep going with your journey. Everybody has given up at one point. As humans, how are we meant to learn any different? Do you think the spartan warrior was born the pinacle of strength? No, he became it. Every night that I binged I am thankful for, because I have grown from it. Every day I didn’t work out because I couldn’t be bothered, I am thankful for because I have grown from it. Every time I slipped up, gave up, cried, I am thankful for. because I have grown from it. 

I am stronger than the girl I was four months ago. Not only physically, but mentally. And I’m looking forward to the hurricane of a woman I’m going to become in the next four. 


Senior year of high school vs senior year of college! The top & right side photos were all taken this summer & the left side photos were all around the same time 3 years ago.

Before: I was so unhealthy, ate fast food 1-2 times a day, gave no care in the world about exercising- even though I was miserable in my own skin, hated wearing a bikini, hid behind big t shirts/sweatshirts, & was constantly staring at myself in the mirror feeling chubby & horrible.

Now: 25 lbs lighter, incredibly healthy, & so so active. I’ve never been more confident, secure, happy in my entire life. Loving myself/my body & focusing on my health & fitness, has relieved so much negativity & stress from my life. I am truly blessed where life has taken me :)

It’s been a while since I posted a transformation photo, so here it is!! Left pic is freshman year of college; right pic is senior year of college 😊

I never realise that I have lost weight. To me, I’m still the overweight, fat girl. I constantly feel like all the work I do is getting me nowhere. That I’m not losing anything, despite the fact that the numbers are going down. 

And then I compare photos. Photos of me from November last year to photos of me now. I have stopped. I have given up before. I have spent weeks going back to my old lifestyle, unable to kick myself in the butt to get up and start again. This is why progress pictures are important.

  Be your own inspiration, motivate yourself. Kiss your own ass.

Left  : Circa November 2014

Right: January 2015.


3.5 years apart, 25 less lbs, & a lot better fashion sense, LOL!

(Jk I think cheeta was in back then haha)

I’ve been struggling to get back on track after the terrible long weekend I’ve had. It’s like no matter where I look, I can’t find the motivation to start up again. So I decided to look within myself for the inspiration I needed to start the ball rolling again, and look at how much progress I’ve already made.

I’ve never been this close to my goal before. I can’t wait for the next half of the year to see where I can take myself.  All the hard work pays off. All the times you stare into the mirror and see no change, when the scale goes up, and then down, and then up again, all those times you ate too much and couldn’t stop, or forgot to eat enough, or cried at yourself in the mirror. And especially all the times you think you’re going to die on the treadmill; you’re not. And every step brings you closer to where you’ve always wanted to be. Find it within yourself to start. To keep going. To pick yourself up. This journey isn’t about constant success, about how many times you can not fall over. It’s about how many times you get back up and keep at it, even when the only person who believes in yourself is you. Be there for yourself. You’re doing this for you, and you’re so much more incredibly stronger than you ever thought you could be. 

If my calculations are correct, It’s been a whole year since I started weight watchers! I’m 1lb away from losing 9stone. I’ve lost 5 dress sizes and gained a butt load of confidence! There are still a few things I don’t like about my body, but I’m starting to like it a little more everyday!