Susan's Story - Let Myself Go… Then I Found My Way Back

Let Myself Go… Then I Found My Way Back

Let me introduce myself. My name is Susan Lowen, and I am 68 years old.

I was married to my husband for 46 beautiful years before he passed away in 2022. Losing him changed everything.

For as long as I can remember, weight has been a struggle for me. My highest weight was around 180 pounds. I spent years bouncing from one fad diet to the next—losing some weight, gaining it back, and starting all over again. I even tried diet pills a few times, hoping for a solution.

At my heaviest, I decided to try running. What started as an attempt to lose weight became something much deeper. I trained, built strength and endurance, and eventually ran five full marathons, countless half marathons, and many 10Ks and 5Ks. Running became my therapy. It gave me control, confidence, and an outlet for my emotions.

But years of running took a toll on my back.

Then life took another turn. Becoming a widow affected every part of me—emotionally, physically, and mentally. I kept pushing for a while, trying to do everything I thought was expected of me. Eventually, something had to give… and that something was me.

Over time, I noticed changes I couldn’t ignore. I gained about 20 pounds—weight I had successfully kept off for nearly eight years after my last round of Weight Watchers, where my goal weight was 125 pounds. Even while running 30–40 miles a week and eating relatively well, my body wasn’t responding the same way. I was never a big drinker, especially after learning that alcohol caused blood sugar crashes and hypoglycemia for me.

My stomach was constantly uncomfortable—gas, bloating, and a general feeling of being “off.” My joy faded. My confidence faded. And slowly, so did my happiness.

In 2024, I injured my back again—this time severely. Multiple discs were involved, and my doctor told me, “You’re a healthy woman in your 60s with the back of an 80-year-old.” For nine months, I lived with pain 24/7. Exercise became nearly impossible. Depression crept in even deeper. I was taking 100 mg of antidepressants, still unhappy, but doing my best to carry on because life doesn’t pause when you’re struggling.

Eventually, I received an epidural steroid injection, which helped the pain—but the damage remained. Running was reduced to a few miles here and there. I walked my dogs daily, but I knew something was missing.

Then one day, I reached a breaking point.

I was miserable on the inside and unhappy with how I felt and looked on the outside. I wanted me back.

That’s when I saw a post from my sister-in-law, Vickie Lowen. She looked incredible—and more importantly, she looked happy. I had to know what she was doing.

On September 1st, 2025, I started the Feel Great System. No hesitation. No second-guessing. No looking back.

From the very beginning, I felt better than I had in years.

My stomach issues disappeared. The constant food cravings stopped. Fasting—something that once felt completely foreign—became the easiest and most natural thing I’ve ever done.

Since starting, I’ve lost 23 pounds, reached 122 pounds, and lost 17 inches. My clothes fit again—some are even loose. My energy is through the roof. I no longer crash in the afternoon. I painted the entire exterior of my house and garage by myself, on top of everything else that life requires.

I now walk my dogs 4–5 miles every day, seven days a week—and I’ve even started running a little again.

This week, I am officially off antidepressants. My blood pressure is now 121/69, down from elevated levels at my last doctor’s appointment in May. I feel healthier—inside and out. I feel joyful again, both with myself and with my life.

And because of how profoundly this has changed me, I made the decision to step into a leadership role. As of last week, I signed on as a Director so I can share this incredible system with others.

This is truly the best decision I’ve ever made—and the easiest protocol I’ve ever followed.

We all deserve to live our best lives.

We all deserve to feel strong, healthy, and joyful again—at any age.

And I am living proof that it’s possible.