Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts

Friday, February 25, 2011

Day 115: 140 LBS! Size 8

Being a fan of keeping my journal's the old-skool way, I had to start this weight loss blog by filling in my details backwards.
Today, Feb 25th.. I hit a new milestone since I began my hard-copy recorded journey in November.

This morning, my weigh-in is:

140.5

Created by MyFitnessPal - Free Weight Loss Tools



I almost have a six-pack! It's amazing. I feel so great lately, I got a new haircut to show off my healthy and shiny hair and my confidence is becoming contagious on my friends.



I know my boyfriend definitely notices!!!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Day 2:

I'm a little sore...

Weight: 171 lbs
Cardio: 30 min of Elliptical with the resistance on 3
Strength: Leg machines, inner/outer thighs

This isn't as easy as I remembered. Today, the scale reads 171 but I feel like 185. I'm bloated, tired, and would much rather cruise Marshall's sale racks than go to the gym today.


I went to the diner and ate chicken nuggets and fries, and a french onion soup. That was my only meal.
I know it's not healthy but it's not easy to hang out with friends who want to go out to eat as a social thing.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Day 1: 172.5 LBS - Time to change.

Stats:

Height: 5'7
Weight: 172.5
Size: Extra large/14


The alarm rang this morning at 10 a.m., yes, I need an alarm to wake me up at 10 a.m. Truth is, I have been totally exhausted and for no valid reason. I admire the 5 a.m. gym goers, the preppy girls who can actually go to bed at a decent hour. I eat my dinners in front of my 52' LCD flat screen, I could easily inhale an entire flank steak and bowl of french fries. It has been months since I went to the gym and worked out, or read rag mags on the treadmill.

Tired and hungry. With the holiday season already approaching, I can't even stomach the thought of gaining another 10 lbs.
Why?

I can't button my STRETCH PANTS. Jeans have been out of the question for awhile now. There's no such thing as cute size 14 jeans.
Yes, big and beautiful women do exist but my body is an uneven façade. A decently attractive and somewhat slender face on a wide load of a behind.

My closet? My closet is somewhat empty. Empty because my size 8 'skinny jeans' have been put into storage for the last three years. It upsets me. I used to have so many clothes. I gained 40 lbs after a break up.

I've had it. I'm sick and tired of being overweight, tired, and wearing the same boring black stretch clothes.
I'm sick of hiding behind my weight.

Since I was fifteen, I've written a specific goal weight in the entries of my Moleskine journal. 125 lbs.
Goal weight: 125 lbs. Endless goal lists have read 125 lbs. Always 125 lbs. I never achieved that goal.

I want it so bad, I can taste it. I've never been slimmer than a largely cut size 8. I know I can.

I'm ready to get started. Off to the gym I go! Wish me luck!!