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| I wasn't drinking the wine, I promise! |
This mentality continued until I reached high school. While all of my other girlfriends were going on dates and getting their first boyfriends, it seemed I was doomed to a life of being the "chubby friend" who had countless crushes on her guy friends (I know, I know, poor little Christina, wah wah). My girlfriends got me through it, and I ended up joining my high school's swim team to hang out with them. I loved to swim, but would get lazy, only doing half of the workout and sitting by the wall talking the rest of the time.
In 2008, I graduated high school and went to college. Suddenly, I was completely in charge of what I ate. The freedom was exhilarating. Surprisingly I did not gain the usual "freshman fifteen", but instead lost some weight at the beginning of my college career. I attribute this to walking everywhere and not having the money to stuff my face every few hours but hey, whatever works right? As a freshman, I thought that partying and eating pizza at 3am were just a normal part of college. I suppose for some these things are normal, but for me they got old really quick for me. I kept gaining and gaining, with no idea how to stop it.
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| At my biggest |

I started going to the gym three to five times a week. Tentatively at first, then building up enough stamina and courage to start taking classes and going for runs outside. I had a meal plan, and started finding healthier options at the dining hall. Instead of french fries and a fried chicken sandwich, I would get tuna on whole wheat and a side salad. The changes I was making were starting to make a difference, and I was enthralled watching my body change right in front of me.
By the time I graduated in May 2012, I had lost a total of 50 pounds. I walked across that stage feeling proud not only of my academic achievements, but of my personal achievements as well. I felt alive, on fire, ready to conquer the world.![]() |
| Moi |



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