Let’s take this back to 2008. I was in a shitty relationship and felt horrible most of the time. I put on a good face for most people, but the situation really ruined my self esteem.
Shortly after exiting the relationship in 2010 I turned 21, and began drinking. It was fun for a long time, though it didn’t help my gut. I also got into a better relationship, with a guy named Josh, which made me feel better, despite the sloshbelly and hangovers.
The drinking continued. We moved in together, worked as freelance writers together, and spent our time counting calories, despite consuming four or five drinks each night. We ended up traveling across the world together.
Eventually our adventures ended and I had to settle down to get ready for my last semester of college. I also knew that I’d gained too much weight, and that something had to be done. When I started out in January, 2012, I was not a happy girl.
I felt sick and tired. I was stressed by my college work. I was living in a place the size of a walk-in closet (with Josh and two cats). We would frequently order pizzas and sit at home watching TV after work and school. It wasn’t good. I started thinking about what could be done.
In April, I found the ketogenic diet and went crazy about the idea. Starting out at around 200 pounds, I dropped to around 180 within a month of watching my macros and eating bacon like a beast.
Josh and I packed our bags in June and headed for the foothills of Colorado, where we were hoping to start a new life together.
We both found jobs quickly and painlessly, to our surprise, and found the transition to be a cakewalk (for the most part.) Almost two months after establishing ourselves in Denver, Josh proposed to me on top of Pikes Peak. I said yes.
After this point, I kept telling myself I had to get fit for the wedding, but found it increasingly harder to say no to craft beers at the end of the day. I was also working a 40-hour-per-week job where I sat at a desk for the majority of the day. I gained a bit of weight back slowly but surely, and found myself around 190 again.
By the time October came around, I knew I had to do something. Something solid. Something that I could stick with, even beyond the wedding. Something that would make me feel strong on the inside and beautiful on the outside. So, I started HIIT and began eating the paleo diet.
By Mid-November, I was able to look back on my progress and compare where I started, and where I was. Even 1/3 of the way through, I already felt better, stronger, faster and more dedicated than I’d been in years.
More to come as it happens.