I first started when I was 14. I trained with my uncle and couldn't walk for 2 days. I had played soccer for 10 years and was always active. Life started in my 20's and my house, marriage and child came before me. I totally lost who I was, and in 2006 I got back into the gym. I got into great shape, taking 3-4 kickboxing classes a week and spending about 5days a week in the gym, it was the only place I wanted to be as my marriage was falling apart. Becoming a single mom and having to go back to work in 2007, I could no longer be in the gym like I had wanted. By 2008, I had to give it up all together. In 2009, I was diagnosed with Stage 2 Colon Cancer and my brother was killed later that same year. I turned to food, when I was upset, stressed or bored as I had closed myself off from most people. So here I am in 2013 starting from scratch again, only this time I am in control of my life and this is for me, no one else.

I love feeling the soreness, because I know I accomplished something and in time I will see the progress and the changes. I was reluctant to do this profile, only because I know that even if I was in the best shape of my life, what I will see in the mirror is a fat/chubby girl.