The Incredible Shrinking Coed

The strong smell of latex paint and a mixture of bleach hit my nostrils as the door swung open to the single dorm room I would be residing in during my sophomore year of college. I was wearing a black tank top to show off my tan, which I had acquired from working the summer on a road construction crew. I also wore a pair of jean shorts that were five sizes too big for me. I kept pulling them up as I was carrying boxes up to my room. My waistline had gotten smaller over the summer.

The diet I had started was finally starting to work.