Hi there! My name is Tina. I'm starting this little blog more for myself than anything else. If I end up with followers, that's great! But I'm keeping this blog as more of a journal to make myself accountable. Ya see, I'm a former fat kid; at just over 5 feet tall, I used to weigh close to 200 pounds (185 to be exact). No lie, I was a size 20.

So I joined Weight Watchers and was exceptionally disciplined and lost 50 pounds. I felt awesome and was so happy! It only took about 8 months for me to get to my lowest weight and smallest size (135 pounds and a size 6).

Well, over the past 5 years, I've managed to find some of that weight I lost; 20 pounds actually. So more than some. Yea, I quit smoking, which is awesome, but I can't use that excuse forever. I'm a stress eater, and there have been some shitty break ups and I went back to school. Lets pile on that stress, which can only be comforted by pizza, ice cream and the couch. Shit.

So now here I am at almost 160 pounds, and miserable. I decided I needed to do something. 

First, I tired Weight Watchers, again. That didn't go so well. I didn't have the same conviction. Then I got a personal trainer. This is great, unless you only work out that one day a week, and blow off your diet, which is what I did...fail. 

So just as I am getting completely discouraged I meet this great guy who is active and encourages me and makes me super motivated! I'm watching my diet and working out like crazy; I feel great! But still no weight loss. WTH!? I say screw it, who cares, I feel great and that's what counts! I figured I tweak some things and get past my plateau. Easy, right?! Well, instead he breaks up with me. Enter my week long relationship with my couch and take out. 

What the hell am I thinking; letting some guy dictate my emotions and life. No, no I won't be this girl anymore. This is where I decide to not only stop dating, but also to stop making excuses and relying on some jerk to keep me motivated. Aren't epiphanies awesome?! 

So where's the running come in, right? Well me and the latest jerk had talked about running a marathon together. I started running when I was super thin, and always loved/hated it. I figured with him supporting me, I could totally do it. Well he's gone, but I refuse to let go of the notion that I can do this. So my first step is getting to a half marathon. 

I did some searching and found a 12 week training schedule. I also found a half marathon here in Buffalo in exactly 12 weeks from now. Convenient. 

Now I could bombard my Facebook friends with my workout and progress, but lets face it, most don't care. But I need to be accountable and not slack, so I decided to start this blog. Even if no one reads it, at least I will feel compelled to journal every day, and therefore work at training every day. So if you're interested, please stay tuned, and feel free to throw some advice, words of encouragement, and any other lil tidbits at me. If you made it this far into reading, thanks, you're officially my support