|I had just turned 22 in this picture|
I was pretty athletic as a kid and in high school, so as a young girl in my early 20's all the junk food I ate did really not take a toll on my body (or so I thought!). Another factor that helped me stay in shape was the fact that I ran about 2 times a week, lifted cans of food or water bottles (this is before I discovered weights! LOL) and generally, my family ate pretty healthy. But I ALWAYS desired to be in better shape, health and fitness but I knew that it was NOT possible. That would never happen to me...
When I was 22.2-24.7 years old I got involved in a nice relationship with a guy I met at the Cerritos College library. He was so handsome, super-sweet and so fit! He was much more athletic than I was, and for the most part, was a healthy eater too. As our relationship grew, we both got more and more comfortable with each other, to the point where we began to pig out regularly. We would go out to eat 2, 3 - 4 times during the week. We'd stay up long hours to party on the weekends, drink alcohol and get drunk! After clubbing we'd go to Jack-in-the box for fried food, burgers and shakes. When we'd get together with his friends or family we've indulge in pizza and tacos. (I was fine with the tacos because this was special family time. :-)
It seemed that we always felt too lazy to be active when we were together; we'd just watch movies and then fall asleep! Oh my goodness -- now I see...no wonder there were many times we were unhappy. Don't get me wrong, generally, we had a great relationship with open communication, respect and kindness, but there were times when we would just argue and not show much love to each other.
There came a point where he wanted to take a break from the relationship (or end it, for that matter) and I was so very hurt....After dialoging about working it out--yes--no--and doing my best -- yes, I naively told him I'd be the best girlfriend I could be -- to make our relationship last, but he was still unsure. Then I realized that I had plenty of love for myself and my dignity was much bigger than I thought. Soon after, I told myself I would not put up with it, so I clearly and firmly I gave him an ultimatum: "let's stick together and we will both work at it 100% OR we go our separate ways." He chose the later and the relationship ended for good in April 2006.
My pride, ego, and heart were hurt, but I refused to let that affect me and bring me down. This was my chance to reclaim myself. There was no way this ex-boyfriend of mine would make me feel like I wasn't worth it. My mind, my body, my spirit was waiting for me. My family and girl friends were waiting for me. It was now my chance to wake up the Bea I always wanted to be. I was so pumped that I decided to take charge and get fit and healthy because NO ONE would do it for me - only I could. I just decided to literally "MOVE" and turned to weights and sought to get the in the best shape of my life by 25!
|I began to hit the gym 4-5 times a week, sometimes for up to 2 hours -- Geez! I would be at the gym by 6am doing cardio for 40 to 50 minutes on an empty stomach! (Ahhh!!!)|
|Although I had stated working out and eating better, I still partied a lot!|
|Notice my wimpy shoulders in these pictures -- I got so skinny!|
|Notice my strong and toned shoulders in this picture! :-)|