So it begins...

Well, here's my first blog. I'm using this as kind of a journal, so to speak. Hoping that by writing and writing and writing, I can be totally honest with myself and sculpt myself into the ultimate me, spiritually and physically. I'm a long way from either. Let me explain.

I'm 17. I used to be a gymnast. I made it to Level 9, competed a year, and then tore my ACL and quit.

Now, if you've been a high-level athlete of any kind, you understand how when you work out 20 hours a week, your metabolism is incredible. You can pretty much not worry AT ALL about how many calories you eat.

And so I did. I was 14, at 5' 2", a trim 120 pounds and PACKED with muscle.

Then I got hurt, and I was on crutches after surgery and unable to exercise AT ALL. 20 hrs a week to ZERO. My sister cautioned me, as she had quit a few years before, to slow down on my calorie intake so as not to end up overweight like she did. My parent told me the same. And I ignored them. I ate just like I was still in the gym, and I gained.

I gained weight. It was inevitable. Unnoticeable at first, then my jeans started getting tighter. I went from being a 0 to being a size three in the first five months. And it progressed. That first year, 2010, after surgery, I was 132 pounds. I ran all summer, an managed to maintain that weight. It was alright. Then school started. I ran out of time. And I started gaining again, and never got back.

Today, I'm 5' 3" and 150 pounds. And I will get back to 120 by this summer.

Thanks for reading. <3