Well after some really rough family issues with my dad and finals for A&M going on at the same time I took up smoking as a way to calm my nerves. I also at chick-fil-a probably twice everyday and quickly gained the infamous "freshmen 15" plus 10 lol. Then I decided to take a break from studies and make sure I could get my head on straight and moved up to Dallas with my mom. I'm not sure how or why it got brought up but I simply became unhappy being physically weak and fat.

It's like my own little world! I feel like the architect of my own body for the first time in my life and I feel fantastic now. I stopped smoking because working out gave me something to take my mind off of it.