i have danced since i was a little little girl, from age 3-16. along the way I did softball (for 10 years), basketball, gymnastics, cheer, and soccer; i was a pretty active kid. sports weren’t the only loves i had so were totinos pizza, strawberry milk, lucky charms and hamburger helper (YUCK)! i was an extremely active kid on an extremely horrible diet and i had no idea. my joints began to hurt, my skin was broken out, my hair was falling out, i was always in pain and not to mention, completely mood-swing central! i tried salads, smoothies & working out for 3 hours a day. luckily an extreme eating disorder isn’t a part of my journey but I definitely was not satisfied with my self image, not one bit.
freshman year I was like “hmmm, new year’s resolution: no soda!” sophomore year, new years came again (weird I know) so, i gave up fast food. then, my junior year i ruled out high fructose corn syrup and partially hydrogenated oils + any packaged foods with ingredients longer than 7 lines. guys, it was getting serious here! like i mentioned above, dancing was my life, no time for anything else. in november of my junior year i was in a pointe class and BAM, i hit the ground. my body had given out, it was done, and it refused to go anymore.
a little peak back into the doctors visits over the past 3 years included: osgood-schlatter disease in my knees, arthritis in my knees, ankles, and left hip, shin splints, ligament tears, scoliosis, acid reflux, inflammation, bursitis & bone spurs in my hip. i was a 16 year old girl in a 80 year old body who refused to take pain medications, use wheelchairs/crutches or doctors advice. When the doctor tried to give me the huge horse pills for acid reflux I looked at her and said “no, i’m not taking those, ever.” she, slight agitated, asked what I would do. My response “change my diet”. That night I went home and cut out all acid forming foods to the best of my ability; mainly pepperoni and within 1 week I noticed a positive change! Long story short, I was stubborn and still am, I wanted to know the cause of my issues, not just to treat the symptoms of the problem!
Going back to that day in pointe, my world was over. My dreams shattered, what would I do now. The one thing I invested all my time into and now it is gone, I literally thought my life was over (I was a drama queen alright). So I stopped dancing, but I didn’t stop eating crap. I did have a little bit more knowledge and had ruled out some big health offenders but I wasn’t doing enough. Skip way forward to my Senior year when my family moved to Colorado. At this point I had been eating “all natural” and “earth based” foods and was feeling a little better. My mom and entire family were completely annoyed with my change in eating habits and it caused a lot of problems come dinner time, holiday time, or nights out time. Like I said, I was stubborn so I would bring my own food or simply not eat at whatever restaurant they went to. One day at cheer practice I was doing a touch touch and BAM I hit the ground again, this time my hip dislocated and I will never forget the pain of having to physically lift my dead weight leg off the ground and position it back into my hip socket. This time I took the message from my body to stop, stop, stop.