Sick and tired of being sick and tired...

In August 2015, I decided that I was sick and tired. I was a hundred and five pounds overweight, a mother of three, and desperate for change. Everything began to change when I stopped scrolling and wishing when I began to live out loud and stop holding myself back.

Opportunities that I never thought could happen to me; did. I have also changed over the years inside and out. But this change had to begin with me surrendering to God.

I had to put in the extra credit. Do the uncomfortable things. Be the girl “being good” at the functions. It wasn’t fun or easy, but it can be done. When I lost my excuses is where I found my results. When I stopped living for convenience and started living out of purpose is when I found my motivation. Resting in comfort is a poor excuse not to honor your temple.