- My name is Tori.
- I’m 28.
- I’m an only child.
- My hometown has a population of 400.
- I’m in love with horses.
- I’m a (struggling) photographer.
- Music is my life.
- I love to read.
- I have four cats and two dogs.
- I love traveling.
- I’m a history nerd.
- I have the most amazing boyfriend. He’s the man I’m going to marry and I’m so lucky to have him.
- I have some pretty awesome friends (but none of them know about this blog.)
- I could play volleyball everyday and never get tired of it.
- I hate cardio. And vegetables. (I’m working on both.)
- I have two beds in my room. I love sleep THAT much.
Those are just some basics about me. Now on to the good stuff.
I’ve been fat all my life. I became a picky eater at an early age so I pretty much grew up on chicken nuggets and fries, usually from McDonald’s. By my freshman year of high school, I was pushing 200 pounds. High school meant two hours of running everyday for volleyball and basketball practice. I quickly got down to 164 and, at 5’8”, was finally healthy. Of course, as a teenage girl, I still felt fat. Once I quit sports my senior year, I started gaining and didn’t stop until my best friend asked me to join Weight Watchers with her in June of ‘09. At our first weigh-in, the scale said 256.6. I couldn’t believe it. I managed to lose 30 pounds but I’ve hit a plateau because of my laziness and love for food. But I don’t feel healthy anymore, I have a boyfriend with a serious cardiac risk and I want to be healthy when we get married and decide to have children.