It Keeps Getting Better

Hello Friends,

I am very happy to report that I am down 46 pounds from when I started this journey a year and a half ago.  

I’m super embarrassed and nowhere near perfect, but in an act of vulnerability and love, I’m posting my before and after pics. 



                          My heaviest, at 208                                                    Currently at 162

What’s the magic formula? Hard work.  It really is just about showing up consistently.  It’s not fancy.  It’s not that complicated.  It’s just difficult.

I started working out with a Trainer via Groupon.  Because I am a hustler and because I don’t work at Amazon or Google, this will be a very short stint.  However, I will take what I learn from my trainer and apply it to the gym. 

The best part of this journey hasn’t been my weight loss, it’s what has come about it.  I have newfound confidence in myself.  I feel healthier.  My back hurts less.  I believe there is untapped potential that I still have yet to see and that will only come with time, dedication, and patience.  

I want to acknowledge that this isn’t the first time I have lost weight.  Also, there are no guarantees that I won’t give up and gain all that weight back. Lord knows that I love to eat and bake.  I know for me that it took a lot of work to get here and I changed the way I did things this time so it was all on my own-which feels pretty damn good.

All I can say is that if I can do this, I truly believe anyone can. I can’t eat anything I want and never workout.  I had to work for my progress, and the work made my accomplishments meaningful to me.

Thanks for reading,




Today I struggled.  I will just go ahead and say it.  I am afraid.

My job search has not played out the way I thought it would and that causes a great deal of fear and anxiety for me.  I have questioned my abilities, my ambitions, and I have questioned God’s plan and presence.

I hate feeling like this.  Today I woke up and didn’t feel like hiking, which is also not like me.  I did however push myself to go anyways, but every step I took felt like a huge hurdle. I wanted to quit many times.  Once I got to the top I turned around and started to head back down but decided to take a break and sat down on a large flat rock and tears started gushing down my face.  I couldn’t hold it in anymore.  I feel so selfish letting myself go to this terrible dark place, but I really do feel like I needed to cry and am glad I could get some of the emotional stress out in the form of sweat and tears.

Last night I wrote to my dear friend and she replied with a very sweet and helpful reply. Here is a snippet of the sage advice she gave me


Wow.  It is clear that my family and friends know me well and care about me.  It seems like everyone has more faith in me than I have in myself- I am trying to work on that.

Tonight I am babysitting, but today I tried to just nurture and take care of myself.  I took a hot shower and a long nap and then baked a pan of brownies and a loaf of banana bread. I also talked to both of my parents, who like everyone else is convinced that I will be ok and that I will land a job.  I know that in my heart they are probably right, but I just have a lot of self doubt right now.

That’s all for now.

Peace and Love,