A stranger called me a “fat ass” at a gas station. He wasn’t the first.
The year was 2009. I was 23, sitting in my car at the gas station sipping a Diet Coke. Two guys walked past and one muttered it loud enough for everyone pumping gas to hear. His friend chuckled. My friend came back to the car, stunned. But for me — it was a regular occurrence.
I weighed 300 pounds with no intent to shrink. I was sick, lost, and convinced it was my fault. My weight had oscillated between 245 and 300 for years, peaking in July 2012.
By summer 2013, I weighed 185 pounds — 115 pounds lighter — after 11 months. In the years since, I’ve kept it off and pursued physical challenges I never dreamed possible.
It took me 4 years and more than 10 failed attempts before I figured out what actually worked. I’ve spent years thinking about how to package everything I learned — and I realized the hardest part isn’t knowledge. It’s having support in the moment when cravings hit.
That’s why I built an AI coach trained on my entire framework. It knows what I know. It’s available 24/7 — at 2am when you’re staring at the fridge, or at lunch when you’re about to make a choice you’ll regret. Always there, never judging.