Hi everyone and thank you in advance to
Sylvia for allowing me to be a guest blogger on her site!
First off I'd like to say THANKS for stopping
by. I'm not sure what brought you here. Maybe you saw my post on Facebook and
wanted to stop by and keep tabs on the high school homecoming queen that went
to college and got fat. Or maybe (hopefully) you're here for inspiration to get
off the couch and get moving. I've never been a size 0, nor will I ever be.
God has blessed me with curves and I'm doing my best to embrace them.
Unfortunately, I've used my God given curves as an excuse to eat and be lazy. A
little extra to love is okay, right?So let me fill you in on my journey.. I
started my freshman year of college @ Purdue University (BOILER UP) in 2010.
Between a mixture of eating all-you-can-eat dining court meals three times a
day, joining a sorority and drinking 4 nights a week, and only exercising when
I had to walk 5 minutes to class.... you can imagine I gained a few pounds (or
30). I also developed a few health problems in my sinuses and was put on
steroids for three months straight. Adding the constant consumption of calories
and the weight gaining power of steroids, there was no hope. I was gaining
weight and I didn't want to do anything about it.
It wasn't until a year and a half ago, when
my life took an unfortunate turn for the worse, that I started to focus on
living a healthier lifestyle. I think it took a seriously traumatic life
experience for me to pull myself together. I was depressed and food was my
vice. I spent 6 weeks laying in my dark bedroom watching Netflix before I
decided that I should do something about my depression. I went to a doctor to
get a second opinion on how to tackle my disease. After being put on enough
medications to kill a small horse (just to be able to get out of bed and not be
a sloth all day) I decided to take matters into my own hands. I HATE the fact
that I was considered someone with a 'mental illness' and I was going to do my
whatever it took to get rid of that title. So besides the obvious medication,
another recommended tactic is diet and exercise. Sounds good to me.
I remember one morning a year and a half ago
when I stepped on the scale and saw "the number." The largest number
I'd ever seen on a scale. 173 pounds. I was never tiny. I graduated high school
weighing 140 and I was happy with that weight.That morning
I put on an old pair of running shoes and took my first step towards a
Fighting the heat of July, I completed two miles in 40 minutes. I was
exhausted, but I didn't give up. I continued to run every day and started
replacing fast food with healthier options. Fast forward to today. I am 35
pounds lighter, happy, and training to run my first half marathon.
(173 vs. 136)
It can happen to anyone. But, with hard work and determination I know
that YOU can be healthy too.