The 100th.

One hundred posts.

A year and a half of my life.

Over 600 miles clocked on the treadmill.

Countless egg whites, cauliflower florets, and boneless-skinless-chicken breasts.

And, of course, hundreds of gifs.

All for this:

I have no idea why, but I just feel like this is the end of Caddyshack when Bill Murray blows up the whole golf course; it's just absurd and glorious all at once.  I can't believe how far I've come.

This is going to be my last post.

I've loved this journey and I love everyone who has followed this blog.   I can never truly express how grateful I am to those who've supported me this whole time. I especially owe a huge thanks to my mom for offering the Big Carrot.

At the beginning, the Carrot was really what kept me on track and  I am beyond grateful for the powerful motivation and am very much looking forward to my weekend in New York City.  However, I am much, much more excited about becoming a legitimate WOP and truly caring about fitness than I am of reaching an arbitrary number on a scale to win a prize.

My new lifestyle is the best gift that I've ever given myself.   I've finally found that happy place where I can actually eat what I want and still look and feel good. 

Eat better. Exercise more. It sounds so easy.

It's not.

It's simple, but never easy.  Even though I love it, it's still difficult to get motivated to go to the gym because I love the activities that I could be doing instead of working out (socializing, happy hours, sleeping) even more.

But despite it's challenges, I am hopeful that by doing this the right way (finally), it will be a lifelong change.   This blog was fun, but--as a wise friend once said about living in the dorms at college--"It was the most fun that I never want to have again."  

I hope that this blog has been a source of humor and inspiration for anyone out there who has their own struggles with food and body image. 

I would love to keep blogging indefinitely, but I think at this point I'm ready to close the Chunky Bride chapter of my life and see what the world holds for Svelte Me.  

There will be pizza. There will be cheese. There will be wine.   There will be treadmills.

And, above all, there will be gifs. 

Always gifs.

Signing off,

--CB