That time I dropped 100 pounds

That time I dropped 100 pounds.

𝗙𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁: I was laid off in 2009. On February 7th, 2009, my world came crashing down in the form of a severe anxiety attack. I had battled a slight depression phase back in college, but this was worse.

I had no career direction.

I stopped going to church and praying (who had time!?).

I stopped working out and jogging.

I was drinking too much.

I was eating too much, and unhealthy foods at that (I love you In-n-Out Burger, but glad we’re on a break).

I was burning the candle at both ends prior to the layoff between HR work at day and the entertainment business at night.

No personal time.

No self-care.

No “me” time.

I was just focused on success.

That. Is. Not. How. You. Live.

That day still is embedded in my memory if I ever want to stir it up.

Then luckily, my mom gifted me the greatest gift on my 30th birthday.

Weight Watchers.

It saved my life.

After almost 2 years, I managed to go from 350 pounds down to 250 pounds.

I gained back so much perspective.

I’m back at church, meditating, spending time on hobbies, reading more personal improvement content, running my own businesses, and still working out and jogging.

While I’m sorta stuck at 250 pounds, I am so happy I was able to change my life.

I’ve also learned to be a better person along the way.

Not only to others but to myself.

So if you’re in a rut, today’s the day to start taking action.

One step at a time.

One (small at first) project at a time.

One change at a time.

One day at a time.

Cliche, but rings true — it’s not a race, it’s a marathon.

And, please, be kind to yourself. You’re pretty rad, don’t forget it. 💪🤘👊