This Didn’t Happen Overnight — It Happened One Habit at a Damn Time

Everyone loves a before-and-after.

They love the after.
They love the glow.
They love the result.

What they don’t love talking about?
The years it took to get there.

This transformation wasn’t a challenge.
It wasn’t a detox.
It wasn’t a “new me Monday.”

It was habit stacking, discipline, faith, and a whole lot of showing up when I didn’t feel like it.

The Before (No Shame, Just Facts)

The first photo is me doing my best with the tools I had at the time.

I wasn’t lazy.
I wasn’t unmotivated.
I wasn’t broken.

I was tired.
Inflamed.
Overstimulated.
Running businesses, running households, running on empty.

And here’s the part no one tells you:
You don’t change your life when you hate yourself.
You change it when you decide you’re worth taking care of.

The Real Turning Point (Spoiler: It Wasn’t Weight Loss)

The shift didn’t start with the scale.
It started with pain.

A gallbladder attack forced me to look at what I was putting in my body.
So I changed that one thing.

Not my whole life.
Not my whole identity.

Just one habit.

And that one habit gave me a little relief.
A little energy.
A little clarity.

So I stacked another habit.
Then another.
Then another.

What Habit Stacking Looked Like (Boring, Powerful, Unsexy)

Let’s be clear — this wasn’t glamorous.

• Drinking water like it was my job

• Eating real food instead of processed “convenience”

• Swapping candy for grapes and bananas

• Getting serious about sleep (and protecting it like a boundary)

• Waking up early — even when my feelings said no

• Moving my body before my brain could negotiate

• Choosing consistency over intensity

• Choosing discipline over motivation

None of these habits changed my life on their own.

Together? Over years? They changed everything.

The After (This Is What You’re Really Seeing)

The second photo isn’t just a smaller body.

It’s confidence.
Energy.
Clarity.
Capacity.

It’s a woman who keeps promises to herself.
A woman who understands that discipline isn’t punishment — it’s self-respect.
A woman who built her life the same way she builds businesses: one solid system at a time.

Yes, I’ve released over 100 pounds.
But more importantly, I released excuses, old stories, and the belief that I had to do everything all at once to be successful.

Why I’m Sharing This (Read This Twice)

Because someone reading this is staring at their own “before” and thinking:

“I’m too far gone.”
“I’ll start when I feel better.”
“I don’t have the discipline.”

Let me lovingly say this with my whole chest:

You don’t need motivation.
You don’t need perfection.
You don’t need to flip your life upside down.

You need one habit.
Then stack another.
Then trust time.

Final Bri Truth

This didn’t take 30 days.
It didn’t take a program.
It didn’t take willpower.

It took years of small, boring, repeatable choices.

And those choices built a woman I trust.
A body that supports me.
A life that feels aligned.

So if you’re in the middle?
If progress feels slow?
If nothing looks different yet?

Keep stacking.
Future you is already clapping for you. 👏💚

Rooting for you through all your seaons

Bri the Builder