For many years, I was obsessed about what I was eating, how many calories it had, and how much exercise I'd have to do.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have obsessed about my weight in some sort of way all my life. I used to write in my journal what I weighed every day.
I got on the scale and I weighed around 203. I'm only 5'7. I was about to turn 30, and I wasn't active anymore. So I started working with a nutritionist and a trainer. I played basketball twice a week. And soon it all just became a habit for me. I became addicted to something good for a change.
Over the years, I've learned a lot about nutrition and about myself, so it's a lot more based on feel. I stopped putting a number on it because people were analyzing it too much.
For several years I had no idea that I had become anorexic. And I'd be at places with people I cared about, but what I was thinking about was how much extra grease was on the pizza or the calories that I knew was in that shake.
I made a lot of friends over the years and I would always look at what they were eating. All of them were skinny. I would think that I would like to eat like that.
I used to be a workout fiend and I was so unhappy because I wanted to eat what I wanted to eat. So now if I know I have to be in a bikini, I'll obviously watch what I eat for a week.
I started eating healthier. I actually gave up fast food. I gave up candy and potato chips and everything else. I started watching what I ate.
I love to eat and I don't believe in denying myself, so I have to work out. I'm not obsessed with it, I don't have a trainer or do any of the fancy classes, but I usually put on my iPod and run on the treadmill for an hour a few days a week.
It was kind of boring for me to have to eat. I would know that I had to, and I would.
After the second and final time that I got hugely fat in my life and when I lost that weight six or seven years ago, I pretty much decided that I was going to stay in decent shape for the rest of my life.