I was never really into sports, probably because I was never really good at them. I tried soccer in first grade and that didn't end well. I cried that I wanted to go in, and then when they put me in I cried that I had to run too much. I was totally the kid that joined the team for the orange slices.
Though I missed any calling with sports, dancing called my name and I danced ballet, tap and jazz from when I was a little nugget all through high school.
|My first and last dance recitals!|
In high school I had dance classes at least three nights a week and I ate well. I packed healthy lunches for school, though some days I would just eat a bagel and cream cheese. And other days I would eat three Otmis Spunkmeyer cookies for lunch. But overall, I made good choices.
My senior year I was a pom and we had pretty intense practices three times a week. We would warm up, do some aerobics and run before we even started practicing our routines. And this was no little dance. We did seven minute, non stop, high energy routines, leaving you breathless by the end.
|I'd kill to have those arms back...|
Like many teenage girls I always felt I could lose a few pounds, but overall I was pretty satisfied with my myself. I wore size nine jeans, but I don't think I really looked like a nine. My junior prom dress was a size six, and I later squeezed into it for my sophomore sorority formal (that's another story).
|An awards assembly senior year of high school, I'm in the striped shirt|
So even though I didn't work out intensely or have a perfect diet, I was pretty healthy. Then I graduated from high school. Poms and dance stopped, and I spent the summer babysitting (aka snacking) and hanging out with my friends every waking minute (aka tons of junk food). Before I even left for college I could tell that I had gained weight, and already needed to buy some new clothes. Unfortunately at the time this didn't register with me that I should probably be careful heading into college life.
When I look back at high school pictures it's so funny that I'd love to be that same size again. Like I said, at the time I wasn't unhappy with myself (and I'm not now either) but I didn't realize how healthy and fit I was. Whenever I go back to my parent's house this picture from my sophomore year spring break in Miami sits on my dresser and it's good inspiration of where I know I can be if I work hard. Well...I maybe won't be able to exactly look fifteen again, but you get the gist!
|I'm fourth in from the left|