remember thinking that this could be something great- greater than what
I was making of it. I was introduced to the couch to 5K by a lady I met
out of town one day. She was, just by my observations, bigger than what
I was. She talked about how she had grown to really love running and
enjoyed it very much. Why couldn't I do that? I could at least try. I
started running 30 seconds and walking 30 seconds for 20 minutes in the
beginning. My goal was to be able to run a whole 5K and finish it
When I was training for this 5K, I got a little obsessed and rarely missed a day of running. I was trying to prove something to myself and failure was not an option.
In October of 2010 I ran my first 5K ever. My victory was so much more than that- I had completed my first ever fitness goal. I remember tears filling my eyes as I thought that a year ago from then I was not able to walk to the mailbox without feeling out of breath and now I could run 5Ks.
During all this I started trying to get smart with
I was introduced to a physical trainer and started weight training. I was amazed at my results! When I started working out with her I was 170. My personal goal was 150 I will never forget it... April 12, 2011. My one year check up. For the first time ever I met a weight loss goal. I stepped on the scale and saw 150 pounds. I now weigh around 125 and my story of where I have been and where I am going can motivate others. I still struggle every single day with the right choices in exercise and food. I'm not perfect.