I am now 31, getting closer everyday to my fitness goals, which is to run a half marathon. I’m happily (most of the time ) married with 2 little girls. There are also 2 dogs running around here that think they are people, silly furballs.

I started at 186, smoking more than a pack a day, didn’t want to get out of bed, crabby, and hating on life. I had no self esteem, and was depressed. Now I’m happy, I know myself and better—like myself! I’m a better mom and wife, and self.

Moving changes so much, more than I could ever have hoped. It’s magic. Do you believe?