5 Years!

Last week a pretty important milestone happened in my life. It almost went by without being noticed, which doesn’t surprise me considering the type of month I had in January. A lot of things got thrown to the wayside, but I’m glad I didn’t let this milestone go totally unnoticed.

In fact, I remembered late in the day what day it was. So, I posted a quick snippet up on my Instagram and Facebook page.

Here is what I posted:


5 years ago today, I walked into my first Weight Watchers meeting. 5 years ago I decided to do something for me and to start loving myself for who I was and who I could be. 5 years ago I told myself that I would never see the number 327 on the scale again. 5 years ago I took the first steps to become healthy, but never set out to lose 172 pounds. I honestly didn’t know if I could do it, but I did. I now know that I can do anything I set my mind to. And that life now is more amazing than I ever thought it could be. In these last 5 years I have found the love of biking, cooking, and even the love of my life. Who would have thought that my mom inviting me to a meeting would bring me so much? Here’s to another healthy year!!!

FIVE years guys! That’s a pretty big deal! To me, February 2nd is like another birthday to me. It’s the day I decided to become a better version of myself.

I remember life before that day and how much I didn’t really enjoy it. I was a sad person who really didn’t love herself which lead me to some pretty crappy relationships. The one I was in right before joining WW was horrible. I wasn’t emotionally or physically abused, I just put up with a bunch of crap I never should have. But I did, because I didn’t think I deserved any better.

Thankfully, one weekend my cousin came to visit and we had a real talk about things. I started to realize that I did deserve someone better and while it took a couple of more weeks and a huge event to happen, I got rid of that guy. I was in a bad headspace for a bit after that and remember doing a lot of emotional eating.

Then I decided that I needed to do something for myself and forget trying to find someone to make me happy. That I needed to make myself happy, I just didn’t know where to start with that. Then my mom called me one Tuesday night and told me about the Weight Watchers meeting she had gone to that night. She invited me to come along the next week to see if it would be something I would like.

I went the next Tuesday and stepped on that scale and knew from that moment on that I never wanted to see that number again. I didn’t set out to hit goal that night though, I figured I’d lose some weight and see where it went from there. I took it 5 pounds at a time and set other goals for myself, like getting under 300 pounds, and losing the weight I gained while in my previous relationship.

As the weight came off, my confidence returned. I really truly started to love me for who I was becoming. I tell people with every pound I lost, I gained a pound of confidence. That confidence gave me the courage to put myself on a dating site and after a few frogs, I met my prince. ๐Ÿ˜‰

To say that February 2nd, 2009 was a day that changed my life forever is an understatement. There aren’t enough amazing words to describe that day and what it means to me. If it was not for that day, I wouldn’t be where I am today.

I wouldn’t be a woman who is living the life she was intended to, at a healthy weight, able to move freely, cooking up a storm in the kitchen, smiling and laughing every day, writing a blog that inspires others, a cover girl, has her dream job, all while married to the most incredibly supportive sexiest man ever.

If you would have told me back then that that day would be the start of a whole new beginning, I would have never believed you. But it happened, one day at a time, and even with several bumps in the road. I kept trucking along, because I always knew I was worth it and the hard work it has taken these last 5 years to get here.


As I like to say, it hasn’t always been easy, but it was ALWAYS been worth it.

So, if you are someone looking to begin your own journey, or someone who is currently feeling stuck and like it will take forever, please find hope in my story. Please know that there isn’t a quick fix to losing weight, that it does take time and hard work, that it won’t always be easy, and that no matter what never give up on yourself. You have to take it one day at a time and the good with the bad. Nobody is perfect and if we were, well life would be pretty dang boring. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Thank you guys for all the support over the years, I truly am grateful for my readers. You guys are there to cheer me along and offer support when needed. You are all the best! <3 Past years: Year 1
Year 2
Year 3
Year 4

I’m an after!

I woke up yesterday knowing that it was THE DAY. I made sure I looked my best because there would be pictures. ๐Ÿ˜‰


Yesterday at work dragged! I could not wait to get out of there and get to my meeting because I just KNEW I was hitting goal. I knew even though I haven’t being weighing daily. A little doubt would creep up, but I’d tell it to shut its mouth, that I TOTALLY had this.

Finally I was out of work and rushed home to grab Mr. B. Who then kindly informed me that my in-laws would be coming to my meeting too. I already knew my mom was coming, but had no idea that my own personal posse would be there to cheer me on at the scale.


We sat waiting for what seemed like FOREVER, but was in all reality less than 5 minutes. Haha. I corralled everyone into the building and waited for Becky’s scale to be open.

Then I stepped on the scale. And it said 151, then my dress and jewelry came off. Then it said 150.2. So, I did what any woman UTTERLY determined to hit goal would do.

I took off my bra.

So, I stood there on the scale in just a tank top and leggings and the scale read this:


And my reaction was this:


I freaking did it!! I hit goal!! I quickly went and put back on my clothing and pictures happened.


My amazing leader, Becky! She's been with me pretty much through it all! I love her!

My amazing leader, Becky! She’s been with me pretty much through it all! I love her!

Then I made Mr. B hop on the scale with me. I have lost pretty much him in weight. My starting weight was 327.6. I love this picture! I used to be the size of a grown woman AND man!


After pictures, it was time for my meeting to start. I spent time in the front row (where I always sit) and silently cried. I couldn’t believe that I had hit my goal. After 4 years I had finally done it. Becky made me speak and show off my before picture. Then my mom and mother-in-law came up to give me something.


They have been holding on to this for a couple of months now waiting for me to hit my goal. And last night they finally got to give it to me!


My posse left and the meeting continued. After the meeting, Mr. B was waiting in the parking lot with a gift for me. When I was getting closer to goal I told him that all I wanted was a Kate Spade purse. I would hit up Von Maur and just ogle over the purses. Well, last night, he gave me this:


I have literally worked my ass off for this! I cannot wait to carry it and look at it knowing that I earned it! Isn’t it so pretty? ๐Ÿ˜‰

The rest of the night was spent at Mr. B’s dek hockey game which I could hardly pay attention to because my phone was just blowing up with all sorts of love from everyone. When I went to bed last night I had the hardest time falling asleep because I just didn’t want all the excitement to end. But, I woke up this morning and Mr. B promised me that I’m still awesome. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I’m still in shock a bit and have had moments of sporadic crying after an overwhelming feeling of emotion. I’m sure it’ll be that way for today for a bit. This is so awesome.

I want you all to know that I cannot thank you guys enough for all your support throughout my journey over the years. You’ve been with me for ups, downs, and all sorts of amazing things. If I could give each and every one of you a hug, I would. You all deserve it!

I freaking love you guys!!

I’m a fucking AFTER!!!! AHHHH!!

Brooke: Not On A Diet: Hitting GOAL!!

Holy *&$#!


Holy crap guys! Look at that! I’m less than 10lbs from goal!

I am in utter shock!

When I started this journey waaaaay back in 2009, I honestly never pictured myself at goal. It was impossible to do so. I mean, I can’t remember a time when I had weighed 150lbs. I’m sure it was in my way younger years. So I had no idea what to expect and honestly, I wasn’t 100% sure I would stick it out.

But I did, through all the ups and downs, I stayed with it. And if I did veer off track, it never was for long and I would hope back on. All that persistence has paid off.

I now sit here (actually lay here since I’m typing this on my phone in bed. Lol) with goal within arm’s reach. It’s so close I can taste it and man is it sweet.

It’s so close and I’m oh so ready for it!

Oh and slightly freaking out! ๐Ÿ˜‰