By chasefear on January 20, 2013
My blog is comprised of descriptive posts about my weight loss success and continuous running journey, which has in turn inspired thousands of individuals to chase their fears and become their own hero. I use a lot of sarcasm and pictures to desribe my feelings. I also offer a lot of handy tips for beginners.
Here's a brief backstory: My name is Adrian Crouch. I'm a 24-year-old girl who used to weigh 230 lbs. Unsure of the trigger; I started gaining weight at the tender age of 10. As the numbers went up, my quality of life went down. I didn't know who Adrian was, nor did I care to find out. I was alive, but I wasn't living. And, I didn't realize my weight was a problem until I was diagnosed with high blood pressure at 16 years old, asthma to follow. In high school, I allowed myself to be bullied into silence. And as a result, I was a fear stricken teenager with extreme, frequent bouts of depression and low self-esteem. I felt ashamed, worthless, repulsive, and I had a few instances in which I contemplated ending my life. I got through the day by painting an obscure smile on my face. I lived behind closed doors and turned to food for comfort more so than before as the calendar pages turned. Food filled an empty void, and it became my drug of choice. At a whopping 230 lbs, I nearly lost all hope…until one night in April 2009.
Every Tuesday evening, my eyes were glued to the television. The only difference is that I wasn't mindlessly eating the hours away. Instead, I paid close attention to The Biggest Loser. Because of this show, I came to terms with my food addiction. I was inspired, motivated, and more than ready to conquer what seemed like an endless battle at the time. Using their advice and doing research of my own, I made the changes that needed to be changed in order to find inner peace. In this case, I had to be my own hero. One year later, I was 110 lbs lighter and thought that I was automatically destined to lead a happy and healthy life. I was wrong. Shortly after, I found myself going too far in the other direction - chained to the scale, driving myself crazy with numbers, and losing all sense of reality. Food was no longer comforting. I was afraid of food…until I met an avid runner in late 2010.
I always associated running with painful memories during gym class, but out of curiosity, I started testing my limits in January 2011. I was ultimately convinced to sign up and run my first race and was hooked ever since. Now, I can proudly call myself a 2-time marathoner and an ultra marathoner nearly 2 years after my first run. My relationship with food is completely different. I depend on proper nourishment to feed my passion. I feel like I was in a coma for 20+ years, and I'm finally waking up. I think the best reward of this entire journey is being able to say, "I'm happy" and truly mean it. I've been given a new lease on life, and I'm not about to waste another given moment. Even when a gust of wind crosses my path, I will continue to keep my flame burning bright. I can finally show the world just who Adrian Crouch was always meant to be.
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