Time Running: 30 years
I was a runner growing up, and I loved it. When I was 16, I even had a dream to run the Boston Marathon. Then I got married and had children very young. To cope, I used food to deal with the stress, anxiety, and exhaustion that came with it.
By the time I had my fifth child in 2008, I felt miserable. My weight had gone up to 237 pounds, I had a terrible miscarriage, and not to mention debilitating postpartum depression. When my fifth child arrived, I knew I couldn’t keep going down this road. I needed to lose weight and return to the person I had set aside those years ago.