My name is Kimberly. My legacy is obesity. I have been overweight since I was 8 years old. I went through school as the fat bullied kid. When I grew up and moved out and experienced the freedom of medicating myself with food I embraced it and blew up to almost 400lbs. I was what you'd call a goner. Always in black like I was prepping for my own funeral. I had to make a choice. Nobody was gonna give this to me. I didn't even have a smart phone I was so broke so Google wasn't there for me. All I had was my family and myself and a free track near my house. I ran my first 5k at 300lbs. I now have a closet full of 5k bibs. I discovered intermittent fasting. I actually thought I invented it. Remember I didn't have Google 😂 I learned what my body needed because I TRIED and I stepped out and I didn't sit at home thinking about loose skin and how much time it was gonna take. I was done waiting for my life to start so I put up my fists and I fought. I got knocked down a lot. I still do! When you're obese from a young age you're looking at a life long fight. But you can bet that very little scares me anymore because when you're faced with a lifelong fight you become a fighter. I'm a fighter with the creator of the universe on my side so no. There's not a whole lot that scares me. And that's why it doesn't matter what hateful people say because I'M finally saying good stuff. And it doesn't matter how many times I get hit because I'm ALWAYS getting back up. And every time I get stronger. You'd be amazed the muscles you gain from picking yourself up off the floor. Weight loss isn't a happy skip down the hill. It's getting hit over and over and feeling like you're never gonna get there at times and questioning yourself. It's dirty and messy and it hurts but if you just keep getting up, you keep saying "I'm not out yet"...magic happens.