For a long time, I thought confidence would come back once I lost the weight. I told myself that when the scale finally moved, I’d wear the clothes hiding in the back of my closet, stop avoiding photos, speak up more, and finally feel like myself again. But somewhere between work, family, responsibilities, and caring for everyone else, I’d stopped showing up for me.

I had seen the pictures. I had looked in the mirror and thought, Cori, you can’t keep doing this. But the moment that truly changed something for me came when my physician told me my blood sugar number.

She didn’t have to say the word prediabetes. As a pharmacist and former diabetes educator, I knew exactly what that number meant. I had spent years helping other women understand their risk, and now here I was staring at my own.

It was then I knew I couldn’t keep waiting for life to slow down. I needed to do something different, not just because I wanted to lose weight, but because I didn’t want prediabetes to become the first domino in a health story I had already watched unfold in my family.

I wanted my health, my confidence, and myself back. In that moment, I stopped waiting for permission or approval, and simply chose me.

What surprised me most wasn't that I eventually lost the weight, it was realizing that confidence wasn't something waiting for me at the finish line. It came back one small decision at a time. Every promise I kept to myself. Every uncomfortable action I took. Every day I chose to show up instead of shrink back.

That’s why I created The Confidence Sprint. It’s for women who are tired of waiting for the perfect body, the perfect season, or when they have the perfect amount of time, before they allow themselves to feel good enough.