Ever since I stopped dancing when I was 9, I’ve been big.  I take after my dad’s side of the family so I’m 5’10” anyway on a European frame. (Likes to hold some meat to prevent freezing.)  Thankfully this allows me to carry extra pounds better, but there’s no hiding my stomach which is my least favorite thing about myself.  I can play it off that having kids did this to me, but I’ve always had a roll of fat between my belly button and my pubic bone. The c-section didn’t help, but it didn’t hurt it much either.

I’m usually in some state of eating less, doing more which has ebbed and flowed through the years.  I get inspired by a picture of me, an outfit I’d like to wear, an embarrassing incident, and other people.  This time it’s other people.  To be specific, Josh Peck.