My FWTFL Story
Hey, y’all! And thanks for joining me!
This is going to be a long one, but stick with me.
When I started this journey, I just wanted to feel good about myself… and possibly sit down in a pair of jeans and not wonder if the button was about to give. Never did I ever think it would lead me down the path of helping and empowering other women. But here I am. So let me tell you right off the bat, you CAN do this. I know it seems daunting and impossible, but you can do it. And you know how I know? Because I’ve been there…….
I have never been a tiny girl. I’ve always been a little on the “fluffy” side (which is ironically what my nieces and nephews call me… no relation to my weight). In high school, I was thankful girls wearing oversized t-shirts was a trend, because I could hide myself that way. In college, I tried to pretend, fairly successfully, that it didn’t bother me. By the time I was best friends with (and falling hard for) my now-husband, I was for sure he wasn’t interested in me because I did NOT look like his girlfriends past. I’ve always been the sweet, kind, smart, funny one. And that was my place. I was uncomfortable with myself, but man, could I deliver a one-liner with perfect timing.
Fast forward a few years, and that best friend did marry me, baggage and all. We tried, unsuccessfully, for close to four years to have a baby. I was in a dark place. I felt like it was all my fault. And fertility medications were not friendly to my already round body. Clay, my husband, finished residency at the University of Kentucky and we moved from Lexington, KY to just outside Ft. Lauderdale, FL for his sports medicine fellowship. By this time, I was at my heaviest– 236 pounds. And I literally hated the way I looked… and if I’m honest, I hated myself a little bit. How could I have let this happen? Just one more thing at which I had failed.
By this time I was lost. I’d tried everything in the past. Counting calories, pre-packaged programs, the 3 Day Military Diet (thanks, Pinterest), and major wellness companies. Sure, I’d lose 10 pounds to start and think “YEEEESSS!!!” But shortly after, it would stall, the weight would come back, and I was a failure again. That’s how I felt anyway.
Until July of 2018. We’re in Florida. I’m unhappy with myself. And I see my friend talking about this Faster Way to Fat Loss®… thing. And she’s RAVING about it. Now, I’ve heard all the sales pitches. But this wasn’t a sales pitch. She was just genuinely loving it. So, once again, I thought “Why not? I’ll give it a shot. If it doesn’t work, it’s nothing new.” So, I signed up for my first 6-week program (7 weeks if you count prep week). I felt a little overwhelmed at first: intermittent fasting? Huh? Carb cycling? What the what? Counting macros? What’s a macro? But I was going to figure it out and I was gonna work it. And surprisingly, it didn’t take that long to get the hang of it. And by week 3, I was a well oiled machine. Planning dinners, tracking macros, DRINKING WATER! But I didn’t know exactly how much progress I was making. I just knew I felt better. I felt stronger. And I was hooked. Right around week 5, I finally stepped on the scale. Y’all. I had lost 18 pounds. And I was ecstatic. I’d already surpassed those 10 gimme-pounds. So I just kept trucking. By the end of my first round, I’d lost 14.5 inches from my body, 4.5 around my waist. I’d dropped a pant size and I was feeling gooooood. So, I signed up for a second round. And when I stepped on the scale at the end of my second round. I cried. I sat in my bathroom floor and cried. I weighed 198.3 pounds. I literally could not tell you the last time I saw a 1 at the beginning of my weight. And I had dropped another pant size.
So, I signed up for the VIP membership and I kept going. I follow my meal plans. I do the workouts. But I live a little, too. I love my cupcakes. And I love my chocolate. And that’s okay, because I get to have it! And right now. As of today, I’m 177.3 pounds, wearing a size 8 jean and a medium shirt. From 236 to 177… and I’m not finished. But I don’t care as much about the scale either. I see the changes in my body: I have a waist, I have muscle definition, I can run 3 miles like it’s nothing, I sleep better, I’m happier, I’m CONFIDENT IN MYSELF. Good gravy, that feels good to say.When I say this program has changed my life, I’m not being dramatic. This program has literally changed my life. And I’ll never go back. I can’t. I love me too much to do that. So… when the opportunity to get certified as a coach came along, I jumped on it. Because I want YOU to feel this way, too. Whether you know me personally right now or not, you will. I want to support you and encourage you and tough love you over this hurdle. Because you’re stronger than you know, we just gotta pull it out of you. Let’s get going.