For years, I was numb to my own health.
The number on the scale crept higher, my energy plummeted, and I made excuses instead of changes. I was stuck in a cycle of failed resolutions and fading motivation, convinced that this was just “how it was.” The New Year was less a date on the calendar and more a reflection of my own inner struggle. Truthfully, I was afraid to challenge myself, afraid to step outside my comfort zone and face the possibility of failure. But eventually, something shifted. I finally acknowledged how deep I was in the deep end, and I knew I deserved better.
This isn’t just another blog about New Year’s resolutions; it’s a story about reclaiming my health, and how you can too. It’s about embracing that “challenger spirit” – something we do here at LOOMIS, as a challenger brand agency should — but this spirit comes to life not just in our work, but in those deeply personal areas of our lives where change feels the scariest. Because when we challenge ourselves to grow, to push beyond our comfort zones, and to strive for better, we create a ripple effect that impacts every aspect of our lives. For me, that began with turning away from the numbness I felt about my health.
I challenged myself to be honest.
The truth was my numbness had become a kind of shield. It protected me from facing how much I’d let myself go, how much I’d settled for “good enough” when I knew deep down I deserved incredible. Like those times at work when you hit a creative wall, when that “challenger spirit” feels dormant, we settle for the safe, predictable route instead of pushing boundaries and exploring new possibilities. That was me. I hid behind the shield, but it was suffocating. It kept me trapped in a cycle of self-sabotage and disappointment. Every time I “quit” and gave up on my goals, it reinforced that belief that I wasn’t capable of change, that I was destined to be stuck in this unhealthy version of myself. And that, my friends, was the most exhausting part of all.
Then, one day, it was like a switch flipped in my brain. I stepped on the scale and saw a number staring back at me – almost 300 pounds. A few pounds away from a number I never thought I’d see. It wasn’t just a number anymore; it was a wake-up call, a blaring siren telling me I was heading down a dangerous path. In that moment, fear and defiance collided. I was terrified of what might happen if I didn’t change, but I was also fiercely determined to prove to myself that I could make change happen. This time, something was different. Instead of diving headfirst into another extreme makeover plan, I told myself, “Baby steps.” I made it about progress, not perfection. About building sustainable habits, not chasing quick fixes. This time I would prove it to myself.
I challenged myself to embrace the struggle.
Here’s the truth: we all struggle. It’s part of being human. But throwing in the towel, accepting defeat, and telling ourselves “this is just how it is” – that’s what’s truly damaging. Not just to our bodies, but to our minds and mental health. It’s so much harder to carry the weight of “I quit” than it is to keep putting one foot in front of the other, even when it feels impossible. Every time I gave up, it chipped away at my self-belief. I started to wonder if I was even capable of achieving my goals, if I was destined to be stuck in this unhealthy version of myself. To make matters worse, I kept all this to myself, shoving my feelings down deep.