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A Better Day

Alright, well today is a better day. A fresh start. I did well yesterday as well. I posted in this blog, which is quite a feat these days it seems, and I stayed within 5+ of my daily goal. I went over, but not to the level that I usually do.

Stepping on the scale this morning, I was already 3 lbs lighter, but I have a feeling that had to do with my woman-ness approaching and also my body releasing ALL the the beer I drank this weekend.

Well, I am ready to keep this up. Lets see how I do :)

Up in the Gym Just Working on My Fitness

Here’s a picture of me at the gym:

Hahahhaha, just kidding,here we go:

Just kidding again!
So, I have mentioned briefly that I have been working out like CRAZY these last few… days? Who knows, time isn’t important. My working out consists of me going to different classes offered at the gym.

Each class is 60 minutes long and is usually taught by different instructors. I like going to classes because it’s like working with a trainer for free! I’ll do body pump on Monday and Wednesday, Hip Hop on Tuesday (which, OMG. BEST CLASS EVER!) and then Bootcamp +Core on Thursday and then recover over the weekend.

These classes are really good but definitely really challenging. Also, I go to a REALLY pretentious gym. It’s in downtown, it’s a Gold’s, it overlooks the city, everything in it is new, and everyone in it is young and incredible attractive…. Imagine Ben Stiller in Dodgeball (and I am Vince Vaughn):

Needless to say, I am 98% of the time the fluffiest person in these classes. I am not necessarily the most out of shape (because looks can be deceiving!) but sometimes I feel like people are judging me. So, instead of feeling insecure I push myself, and then immediately tell everyone to suck it.

Just kidding, I don’t tell them that. But I do push myself, because I like to show people that just because I am big doesn’t mean I can’t be active or do the things they can do (for the most part. I’m still working on pushups…. But, to be fair, I have NEVER been able to do a pushup).

The class on Monday is probably the craziest thing I have ever done. It’s a body pump class, but I think it is pretty much what Bootcamp in the military is like. I mean, I don’t know and it probably isn’t that bad, however… If I ever wanted to join the military before, I have quickly changed my mind because of this class.

Now listen. I have played lots of sports before, experienced lots of “Hell Week”‘s and worked with a lot of fitness trainers in my day. Taking this class is the first time in my life that I almost threw up from working out. I have never even gotten close before. The instructor was like, “Ok, now pick up your free weights again….” and I’m just like, “Sooooo, I’m going to modify this and NOT pick up these weights, or I will throw up on all of these beautiful people.” It’s Thursday right now, and I am fairly certain that the soreness in my back is still from that class.

So my new fitness goal. To COMPLETE that class in it’s entirety. I think it’s going to take me a while. I mean, there were buff frat boys in that class that couldn’t keep up. It was bananas. However, I was proud of myself for making it all 60 minutes without throwing up or even walking out. And I am proud to say that I will be back on Monday.

“Thank you sir, can I have another?”

Check-In

Man, this has been a heck of a week. I will be writing a weigh-in post shortly, but *spoilers* I gained about 5 lbs since the last weigh in. I was pretty much in this mode the entire time:

(love Jenna Marbles)

However, obviously my body likes to play games with me, because with steady “staying on track” eating and working out like a damn fool all week, I seem to be back down to 221.6 lbs as of this morning. Whatever, I’ll take it. And that’s BEFORE mother nature has visited me (which, honestly, could be any day now).

Anyways, I am about to head to work, so I’ll be seeing you soon ;)
Peace!

Battling with Image

I have ranted before about becoming healthy and not skinny. While this is of course a struggle for me, (and unfortunately for a LOT of other girls too) I try and fill my internet time with positive messages about women and the way women should perceive themselves. I think it is really important that we start understanding  all the wonderful things our bodies provide for US. I emphasize “us” because let’s be real, that’s really what’s most important. What isn’t important is what society wants us to be or to look like. I have said it before, and I will say it again. We are ALL beautiful regardless of our size. It’s society that makes us feel bad for not looking a certain way.

With that said, it is also very important to be healthy. You do not need get diabetes at 25 years old or die of a heart attack at 50. We need to live of course, and we need to live life to it’s fullest! If we are sick, it’s difficult to do that. But I digress.

Where this is all going… I was looking at a feminist blog today (heck yes!) and stumbled upon this RADIATING woman who has a fashion blog. Seeing all these photos of her inspired me to a) dress way cuter than I currently do and b) realize that big is also beautiful and being curvy is NOT a fashion death sentence. A point I seem to forget a lot.

(photos from nadia aboulhosn’s blog here)

I may or may not get to my original 130 lb days that I was in high school. If I do, cool, that’s the size I feel the most comfortable in and I don’t think there is anything wrong with that. However, I need to stop this self-hate I have all the time. Despite my more negative inner-dialogue, I am NOT ugly. I am beautiful even at 200+ pounds. I feel like it’s my duty now to keep pushing this mind set viral. So many girls I know are just so cruel to themselves and destructive because they aren’t the cookie cutter that society tells them they need to look like (not that that “cookie cutter” look is bad, more power to girls that look like that) and this needs to stop (and trust me, if I am telling you this… someone that has gained 100 pounds AND is from Southern California, it is sound advice and I have DEFINITELY been in your shoes before).

Live your life. Be happy. You are so beautiful and have so much good to offer this world but you won’t be able to until you feel good about yourself.
Start a revolution. Stop hating your body ;)

Back on Track

Well, after what seemed like a very tragic dieting week I feel as though I am back on track! Yesterday I FINALLY stayed within my points and felt pretty awesome about it. I have also been able to hit the gym the last couple days. On Tuesday I did all of 15 minutes of a spin class, although I blame my crappy shoes on not finishing it out.

However, I did do the FULL hour of the weight lifting class yesterday, so gently named “Body Pump.” I am very sore today to say the least. Also, my friend and I got in the class about 7 minutes or so before it started and the ONLY spots available were right in the front and center of the room. It’s a lovely place to be your first day, I must say ;)

(I thought it was so funny we were in the front I took a picture to put on this blog) 

I was feeling pretty schmexy this morning, so I decided to weight myself, and to my liking actually, I haven’t gained a pound at all. Which is awesome, considering I was “dragged” to this restaurant called the Cornish Pastey on Tuesday night.

Let me take a second to break this place down for you. The Cornish Pastey is a popular restaurant in Tempe, AZ. It’s menu features these “pasties” which are basically the same idea as a calzone except instead of pizza filling it can be almost anything (for example, I had the Bangers and Mash pastey with a side of red wine gravy). Also, instead of pizza dough it’s pastry (think croissants or flakey biscuits). It is dangerously delicious.

(Just so we are clear. Also, pic is from The Cornish Pastey Co.)

Well, that wraps up this post. I am going to finish my cup of cantaloupe now :)

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