Still doesn’t feel real sometimes. May 2015 vs today, May 2017. 120 lbs I’ll never have again. Have been keeping it off since August of 2016, growing stronger each and every day.
Take it from me, you can do anything you want.
If you need help, ask me. Helping other people evolve into the best versions of themselves is what I live for. Everything has aligned perfectly since I started my journey- I have given myself so much life that I am able to help others gain their own back.
Today, I wore a crop top for the first time in public.
360lbs before. I want to say there’s about 165lb and three year difference here.
Even though I had been obese my entire life I knew the day I took this picture that I was going to succeed. Be a visionary. Think about who you want to be, not what you want to weigh. Adopt a healthy and active lifestyle and you’ll see the results physically. :)
It’s been 3 long years on my fitness journey. This journey has many different stages physically and mentally, but one things for sure you’ll look back at your before picture, and tell your body “I love you and thanks for coming this long way.” It’s not easy, but by sharing this I hope to inspire someone to not give up. My mother hates when I use this photo for comparison because she knows how criticizing people can be but leave that for the girl in 2013 to care what people thought/think. I’ve worked hard to become the person I am now, and I share this to inspire/motivate others that it is possible and the body is fascinating with what it can transform to. I’ve still got some work to do but for now happy #transformationtuesday ! God bless, rooting for ya! & a thanks to those who shared their journey and lit a flame for inspiration in others and I ❤
Soon I’ll be knocking on the door of 100lbs down. (I’m 5'11)
People always ask me how, and here’s the truth: I spend 5-6 days a week making sure I burn 4,000 calories, take 12,000 steps, have my HR in the fatburn zone for at least 100 minutes, consume at least 170g of protein, and don’t go over my calories. I spend the other day or two being a potato recovering in my bed to do it all again. Off days mean something different entirely to me now though— Cheat days can’t be the same as recovery days because I want my caloric deficit every day. Yeah. It isn’t easy. I feel a hundred different ways about doing this all week long: sometimes I’m tired and hungry and start to wonder why I’m doing this, and other times I am laser-focused on my future goals of kayaking with our baby or lounging comfortably in a bathing suit on a cruise.
The biggest thing that makes a difference for me now is the commitment to ignore myself when I want to give up. Don’t let the toxic mixture of depression, laziness, and self-doubt fuck up what you want for your life and your body. Let one act of self-care be that you are skeptical of your ability to make choices when you doubt yourself and that you will believe the days you feel good, healthy, and strong. If you wanna give up, go to the gym anyway and tell yourself you’ll decide whether or not to give up tomorrow.
(In retrospect, the before photo may be from February of 16, but I’m not going to change it over that)
2013 vs. 2017. When you look at the difference between these two pictures it’s quite dramatic but there were dozens of in-progress pictures between these two! This doesn’t happen overnight. My biggest tip is to not let one bad day or meal ruin your week. Progress is inevitable if you stay consistent. You don’t have to be perfect but you have to learn to bounce back from set backs! The secret to change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but building the new ❤