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I am 29 and all growing up I was physically fit. I played sports galore. You
name it I played it. Well, that was until I was a freshman in college and met a
boy at 18. I decided to move 1,000 miles away from my family and get
married at 19. I thought it would last forever. I was 18 and I thought I knew
everything that life could possibly throw at me. I had my first daughter at 21
in 2000. My next two daughters were born in 2003 and in 2005 in less than a
5yr period. You could say I was a baby factory. I survived; but my body took
a toll. I had consecutively harder pregnancies than the last. I had PIH
(pregnancy induced hypertension) with all 3 girls and on bed rest with them
and delivered them all early. It was a wonder the girls and I made it through
those pregnancies. The ironic part was that I was so sick with each baby that
I ended up 60lbs lighter than the start of each of my pregnancies. It never
stayed off though. A consistent diet of Taco Bell, or another fast food and
channel surfing at night was our family time.

Unfortunately, my marriage did not survive those years. In May of 2005, while
I was pregnant with our last daughter, my x left our home. That moment was
the beginning of the most painful 2 1/2 years of my life. My world crumbled.
The world I had built and lived for someone else those 8yrs was exposed. My
life basically ceased and I began to only live for my girls. It was a VERY hard
road to walk down. Taking care of 2 small girls while you're supposed to be
on bed rest and work full time to keep food on the table is just one juggling
act that will end up on the ground. I had no family in town and all I had was
the support of my friends and church family. Through those extremely dark
days the weight skyrocketed. And my self esteem plummeted.

In March of 2007 I had to FINALLY put the divorce to rest and mourn the loss
of an 8yr marriage. It was devastating. My parents both suffered heart
attacks that same week and ended up in the hospital together. I had no
money to go visit them and to help. To make matters worse I got me a fine
ulcer from all the stress. I thought I could go now lower. My weight then was
296.6

There I was a single mom, ulcer, fat, and broke. What was I going to do?

I did it. On May 1st 2007, I called the cable company and turned off the cable
& internet. I walked into my gym and asked to see a fitness counselor. I
remember it being overwhelming. I had to take the baby with me b/c my x
did not have full visitation with her yet. I was stressed out and was flying by
the seat of my pants. It hurt to say the words "yes, sign me up" because I
knew that I barely had enough money in my account to cover the initiation
fees or food on the table that night. I knew this was my moment to step up
big. And this is where my whirl wind adventure began. I was a broken woman
taking a blind leap off a REALLY tall building.

I landed feet first... In November 2007 I found Turbo Jam and it accelerated
my results and has started to sculpt my body. Beachbody helps me stay the
course. I am not to the end of my journey. In fact, I am just really starting in
what I have found a new passion for in life. Making a difference in the lives of
those who think that it is impossible to achieve. To let my girls know what
healthy body image is in living in a society that pays homage to emaciated
super models and the Super Size me industry. Together WE can achieve our
dreams!