🎉 One Year Later: The Transformation I Never Thought Was Possible
29th October 2024 – 28th October 2025
One year.
52 weeks.
365 days.
A lot can change in that time. And wow… I have changed.
When I took my very first GLP-1 injection, I thought I was starting a weight loss journey. I didn’t realise I was stepping into a complete rewiring of my mindset, my habits, my emotional patterns — my life.
🩺 The Stats That Tell the Story
Let’s start with the numbers — because I'm a numbers girl 😊.
Let’s pause here for a moment. My BMI has gone from clinically obese to just touching overweight. My visceral fat — the stuff around your organs that is so dangerous — has halved. My BMR is up, so I burn more energy at rest. I’m stronger. I’m more hydrated. I’m healthier. It still feels surreal.
🧠 What Changed Beyond the Scale
The physical transformation is one thing. But the real win? The emotional growth.
This wasn’t just about weight. It was about:
Learning to trust myself again
Making aligned decisions, not reactive ones
Feeling my feelingsi nstead of eating them
Building consistent habits instead of chasing perfection
Prioritising rest, self-compassion, and emotional regulation
There’s no finish line to this work, but I’m further along the path than I’ve ever been. And honestly? I like who I’m becoming.
🔄 Timeline of Transformation
Here are a few highlights from the year — the moments that shaped me:
📍Week 1: My very first injection. Nervous. Hopeful. Desperate for change.
📍Week 4: First trip to the spa. Swimming and journaling became sacred.
📍Week 11: First real holiday since starting — and the first time I felt in control around food while away.
📍Week 15: A 6.6lb drop and my mojo fully back 🔥
📍Week 26: Celebrated 6 months — 4st 4lb down. No longer just about weight, but mindset and strength.
📍Week 34: Scary week — passed out on holiday. But it reminded me of how far I’d come, and how committed I was to my health.
📍Week 40: Officially hit 6st lost.
📍Week 43: Weight loss slowing again… but emotional resilience stronger than ever.
📍Week 52: Final injection of year one. BMI now 26.9. I am no longer classed as obese. I honestly never thought I’d type that sentence.
✨ What I Wish I Knew at the Start
If I could go back and whisper to myself a year ago, it would be this:
This will not be linear. You will gain, lose, plateau, and wobble.
You will not always feel motivated. That’s where routines will save you.
The medication (Mounjaro) is powerful — but it’s a tool, not a miracle. The rest? That’s up to you.
Emotional hunger will try to trick you. Learn to pause.
Support from your environment (hello, patient husband!) makes a world of difference.
You’ll become calmer. More decisive. More you.
📝 Systems That Supported Me
The truth is, I didn’t wing this.
I built systems. I tracked. I journaled. I experimented.
📖 Journaling helped me process hard days, spot patterns, and stay grounded.
📊 Tracking gave me perspective — because sometimes the scale lies, but the data doesn’t.
📆 Planning ahead made all the difference — especially with meals, travel, and busy weeks at work.
This structure — not perfection — is what helped me show up for myself consistently.
💡 What’s Next?
I’ve created something beautiful out of this experience:
✨ A companion planner for women on their own transformation journey.
Designed around the same cycles I lived through — weekly reflections, emotional prompts, realistic tracking, and supportive structure — it’s a small step toward helping others feel seen and supported in their own version of “becoming her.”
More on that soon 👀
Final Words
This was never about chasing skinny. This was about:
🌱 Becoming emotionally steady
💪 Building sustainable energy
❤️ Reconnecting with my body
🧠 Creating space for joy, not just survival
One year ago, I started a journey that I thought was about weight loss.
But it became about something far more powerful: self-leadership.
I’m proud of the physical progress, yes — but more than that, I’m proud of the emotional growth, mindset shifts, and systems I’ve built to support lasting change.
Here’s to slow, steady, soulful progress.
—
Helen
One step at a time.
