That first picture? It scares me to death to post this. I was scared, sad, and disappointed in myself. But I think it’s important.
This was over the course of 5 years. 250 → 170 at my leanest this summer. And trust me, there were plenty of bumps in the road on this journey.
I’m not posting this for praise or attention. I’m posting this because if you’re in the thick of it right now — feeling stuck, falling off track, wondering if it’s even worth it — I want you to know it is.
There was no magic moment where it all clicked. There were setbacks, binge cycles, weeks where I felt like I was going backwards, and moments where I genuinely didn’t know if I’d ever get here. But I kept showing up. Not perfectly. Just consistently enough.
80 pounds didn’t come off overnight. It came off one decision at a time, over and over again, for years.
If you’re on this path — whether you’re just getting started or you’re deep in the grind — keep going. The version of you on the other side is worth every single hard day.
Let’s go. 💪