My Transformation Story...

My story isn’t so much a story as it is a journey. Growing up I ALWAYS felt it. This lurking feeling in the back of mind, this horrible thought that I could not seem to get past. I hated my body. I played sports in Jr. High and High school. In fact, my freshman year in high school I dropped weight like it was going out of style. I felt good about myself for the first time. But sadly, this feeling did not last long. Once high school was over, and the sports were gone, I found myself drifting back into a sedentary life style. College was just around the corner, and of course I put on a few “freshman pounds.” By this time I wasn’t HUGE, in fact, I’ve never been HUGE. I have, however, FELT huge for a long time. Once in college I started to regain the knowledge I gained in high school. Exercise. Eat healthy. Lose weight. And I did exactly that. I got on a schedule and stuck with it. During these months of my life I did not have a steady boyfriend. I dated, but nothing ever serious, so it was easy for me to stick to my new plan. I had a slim-fast for breakfast, a light healthy lunch, came home, ran/walked a mile with my brother, did some weight lifting, ate a small portion of what my mom made for dinner, shower, go to bed. It was the perfect plan, and it was working out quite well for me.

THEN HE CAME ALONG…

Actually, the truth is, HE had been there for quite some time. My now husband, John, was my friend for years before we got together. But, once we did, my world changed. My time was no longer devoted to working out; it was devoted to spending time with him. He wanted to take me out to restaurants and spoil me, and I loved food. It was a win-win. The weight came on gradually, and for both of us but didn’t really take off until we got engaged. At this point in my life I had a man that thought I was drop dead GORGEOUS… and I felt comfortable with who I was for the first time in a long time. So I suppose you say I kind of let myself go.

When we started dating I’d say I was around 155-165. I felt pretty healthy and slim for being 5’10. I wore a loose 12. I felt good. During the dating, engagement, restaurant going, couch sitting, etc. I gained a good 30 pounds. I started doing weight watchers at work around the time that we got engaged. I did really well the first few weeks, but then just seemed to hit a wall. I can’t really say that I was trying very hard, but even still the weight just seemed to POUR onto me. I think a lot of it had to do with the stress that I put on myself about the wedding. I swore up and down that I would be a beautiful and THIN bride. I absolutely dreaded it not happening that way. Needless to say I gained weight all throughout the months before the wedding. I think when we got married I weighed a little over 189 lbs. When we came back from the honeymoon I had gained 5 more pounds.

I went through cry sessions with my husband on a regular basis. I would bawl on his shoulder as I cried out statements like “I’m so tired of feeling this way.” And “Why can’t I just be better?” I know it broke his heart every time it happened. I felt my whole life spiraling out of control. The truth is, I am still in the process of healing over the years of self hatred. I still have dark moments where I let my mind go to that place.

Becoming a coach for Team Beachbody feels like a brand new start for me. I feel like there’s always been a girl inside of me desperately wanting to make a difference in people’s lives. I just felt like my own weight issues held me back. I can’t wait to bloom into a real life success story of this program and its wonderful products.

If you would like to know more about what I do, and more importantly what I can do FOR YOU. Check out my website, and ask me ANY question you might have!

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