My Before: 

My lowest point was picking my mother up from the airport and she walked right past me because she didn’t recognize the person I had “grown” into. The disappointment and worry in her eyes was an even greater blow to my already weak self-esteem. I was in a low place in my life and emotional eating was my only comfort. I stopped looking at the scales when I passed the 200 pound mark. 

The turning point came when I realized just how much I avoided the camera and I was saddened at the thought that my son would never have any pictures of the two of us together.  The picture to the right is one of a very few that I was “accidentally” caught in. I knew I needed to do something but I was clueless where to start.

I began walking and cutting down from my favorite combo meal to a kids meal. I had no knowledge of nutrition and exercise. Slowly the weight began to come off. Because I was only walking it took almost an entire year to reach my goal weight. When I finally got there, I knew it was time to take action and help others do the same thing.