At 33 years old I was working out and was on the down side of my range (160 lbs) when I came across a female bodybuilder that was a client in the salon where I worked. She offered training at a reasonable rate in her garage. I signed up for 3 months, lost 10 lbs and gained a lot of muscle. I quit when my boyfriend at the time made a comment that my muscles were bigger that his. Of course I fell off the wagon and gained some weight. When I turned 35 I started freaking out that I was old, if I lived to be 70 my life was already half over. Ridiculous, I know, but sometimes Im a little dramatic.
I started walking 3 miles on a local trail 5 days a week. Honestly, I was getting my but kicked by retirees. I walked for a couple of years, religiously. I quit eating fast food after watching "Super size me". I lost 25 lbs between the walking and change in diet. I was weighing 144-147 lbs. There was something happening to my body. The longer I went without bad food the better I felt. When I would eat fattening food at a restaurant I would get sick. My digestive system couldnt handle pasta, large amounts of cheese, or too much bread. So began the love of fresh foods.
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