My “why” is me.
Living with joint pain for over 30 years, the weight didn’t just creep up—it piled on during a really hard season. I lost my mom, went through a car accident that led to major shoulder surgery, and for a while… I let grief and depression take the wheel.
I couldn’t control everything—but I could control what I ate.
And I ate everything. Food became comfort.
It’s been a long, hard, roller coaster—but I truly believe I’m getting past that phase. I still catch myself sometimes, but I give myself grace. One slip doesn’t mean I’m going off the rails.
I’ve lost 90 pounds. I’m proud of that. I’ve still got about 50 to 60 lbs to go—and yes, this is about the number on the scale. I want to be smaller. I want a healthy weight.
But it’s also about less pain, more energy, and not feeling like my body is working against me.
I’ve been stuck for about a year, losing and gaining the same 10–15 pounds, and I cannot seem to get out of the 200 club. So I’m using every tool I can—and considering a GLP-1 pill to help push past this plateau and restart the progress.
And let’s be honest… I want to look better in my clothes. I want to grab something off the rack and actually like it—not settle for something that just “works.”
I’m not frumpy… but some of these outfits are trying to convince me otherwise.
At the end of the day, I want to look in the mirror and feel like me again.
A win for me?
Less pain. More movement. Giving myself grace—and not quitting.
Because after everything… I’m still here, still trying, and still moving forward
