This is the old me- or what I hope to be. I was once an athlete with the ability to run for hours, but as a 3 year break up, college fun, and an overloaded schedule started to take its tole, I lost that person.
I decided to do something about it and started a weight-loss program at a local gym. I lost 20 lbs, and got a bit of confidence back. I then took on P90X and did 45 days before my senior finals got in the way and I was forced to put it on the back-burner. I felt better, but still was not where I wanted to be.
Every time (EVERY TIME) I seem to get a handle on my weight (or my life for that matter) I allow something to get in the way. While trying on bathing-suits and attempting to match different sizes to fit my frustrating shape, I thought "I am in my early twenties... There will NEVER be a time, better than now, to wear a swimsuit... and look at me!!!" I think about that so often-- how I could NEVER look healthy, hot, and proportional in my youth. It makes me nauseous.
Now is the time. Be excited for the new pictures. I will conquer this. I will be strong.
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