My name is Jenn, or Jennie, or Jennifer if I’m in trouble. I’m a 24 year old newly graduated graphic designer who is trying to balance starting a company, training for races, and being a newly married military spouse. Currently my life consists of running, my husband, my two dogs (Storm and Rogue) and running my business, Jenn Lane Design.
My relationship with food has been a strange one, and I’m a self-proclaimed recovering yo-yo dieter. I spent the first two years of college eating Pop Tarts, Hostess cakes and ramen noodles, but still acted surprised when I packed on about 25 extra pounds. My highest weight was around 130 (which is disproportionate when you are only 5′ tall and hold it all in your middle).
So after I moved out of the dorms and into a new apartment, I joined a gym. I started by basically wondering around, lackadaisically picking up some 5 pound weights and chilling on the elliptical for 20 minutes and calling it a day. But that little bit of extra movement helped me lose about 5 pounds. I started to pay more attention to food, and cut out fast food (which I was eating about 3 times a week) and soda. I ate more meals and home, and paid attention to calories. I lost another 10 pounds, and got down to a pretty comfortable 115. That’s where I plateaued for about a year.
My husband (then boyfriend) was very into running. He was the track captain in high school, and always encouraged me to go on runs with him so we could exercise together. I was apprehensive. I had been notoriously bad at running/sports from a very young age, and was nervous to make a complete fool of myself in front of the man I was hoping to marry. But I didn’t, and if I did, he didn’t say anything. He only encouraged me. He cheered me on while I panted through 1 mile jogs. He gave me high fives and picked me up in bear hugs when I would accomplish a goal. He made me proud of what I was doing, and made running fun.
I started signing up for races, something I never though I would be able to do. I started training for 5K’s, cleaned up my diet even more, and loved the fun of racing. I’ve since completed 3 5K’s, a 4 miler, a 10K and two (soon to be three) half marathons. I don’t know if a marathon will ever be in my future, but it’s always a possibility. I have put “train for a marathon” on my goals for 2011, but I don’t know if that actually means I’ll run one.
In May 2010, I graduated college, got married and moved across the country to central Florida. In a two week time span.
So here I am, at a pretty comfortable weight (although the whole newlywed, moving across the country and looking for a job thing has added a couple of comfort pounds) and I am still continuing to learn how to best fuel my body and still eat things that I love. I will never be a vegetarian or a vegan, I just love chicken too much and would basically die a slow painful death without dairy, but I am trying to eat less processed foods and cut out crap. So far, it’s working.