I used to be SUPER conscious of what I ate. I mean super. I read labels and tried to stay away from the "naughty" stuff. I ate until I wasn't hungry any more, not until I felt like oh.my.gosh.I'm.so.full.I'm.going.to.die.
I worked out on a regular basis and felt great.
Here is a look at the UPS and
of my weight struggle (Lord help me...) WARNING: lots of pictures. This is more for me to see where I was, and where I am now. I need to see it. I need to accept it. And I need to DO something about it.
After first semester of college...spent awhile struggling with some uhh...eating issues...