More than 10 years ago, I set out on a quest to lose weight and become physically fit. It was my freshman year at Winthrop University with all of the best resources to create a healthy lifestyle – wellness center, free (already included in room & board fees) food, weight room, walking trails (if you count the sidewalk throughout campus), and a network of other people with the same focus.
As a teenager, I was always a curvy girl. However, I started gaining weight by my senior year, but I didn’t notice it until my then-boyfriend mentioned it. I didn’t take it seriously until we broke up. At that moment, I thought it was because of my weight. (Yes, I was very shallow.) I began my movement to a healthy lifestyle. I worked out regularly. I chose healthier food options. The pounds dropped. I lost more than 30 pounds in less than a year. I went from wearing a comfortable 12-14 to a 9/10 (I honestly was probably close to 7/8, but I will never admit it). I remember my wellness counselor asking me the ultimate goal, and I probably told her to be healthy. However, I was thinking to knock my ex off his feet once he saw me. (Again, yes I was very shallow and naive.) The summer after my freshman year, I accomplished that goal. I impressed him with my new body. My mission was complete.
Fast forward to a few years later, I gained weight again. I realized then that when I originally started the quest, it wasn’t for me. This is my body, but I was more concerned about other people’s opinion of it. Now at 30, I am the heaviest than I’ve ever been. I finally realize just how important my health is not for anyone else, but me. My goal is to choose healthier options, exercise more, and have the same motivation like I did in college, but remember that the reason why I’m doing it is for me – body, heart, & soul.