Tonight I was out with some friends and one of them pointed out a shirt he said I should get. I said “that shirt is tiny, and no.”
His response was “you’ll get there, I know you can.”
And my only thought was, I don’t want to. That is not my intention. And I don’t need to. Am I not perfect the way I am? I was skinnier than I am now, and I felt awful still. I felt awful because I lost so much weight and still hated my stomach and thighs. But I also hated that I lost my curves. I lost the ability to ever call myself thick. I never wanted to be skinny.
Why should I strive to be tiny? I don’t want that. I’m healthy. I’m chubby and I’m thick, but that’s okay with me.
I don’t have to be tiny to be sexy.
Today was legs, back, and core day in p90x.
Tony Horton, I like to turn strawberries into jelly, NOT my body. Kthanks,
Just kidding though, this is the shit and I feel awesome.
Weighing in, Measuring up, and Challenging myself.
Today I finally feel well enough to get down to business. My sickness is gone and it’s time to take on a new challenge.
I’m starting P90x today. I don’t have all the equipment necessary for it, which is a concern for me, especially since I don’t want to spend much money on it, nor do I want to wait longer until I do have the correct instruments. I’m missing the pull-up bar, and a place to put it, but I’ve been looking up modifications of the pull up without a bar and I think I’ll be okay. I’m still going to try and push through it.
I took my measurements, and figured out (to the best of my ability through calculations) my body fat percent. Which seems awfully low, and probably isn’t 100% correct, but I went by the livestrong.com calculations and that’s what I’ll do in each time so it should still be an accurate display of progress.
Body Fat: 20.7%
So it begins!
Just found out Savannah Rose Neveux works out at my sister’s gym.
And I kinda fan-girled trying to explain to my sister who she was.
I was like “That’s muffin top-less! She’s like…..internet famous! I follow her on tumblr!”
I felt a little weird, haha.
But dude! Small world!
2013 begins my journey to love myself. No matter what number the scale says. No matter what size I fit in to. It’s time to be positive.
I’ve never really believed in the whole resolution thing, because I like making and meeting goals all throughout the year instead of making the same unrealistic goals every January and failing before February.
But I have a few things I’d like to get done this year.
-Get marathon ready:
This means running for at least 15 minutes straight, hopefully more. I’d love to finish at least 2 miles with very little to know stopping.
-Finish 30 day shred all the way through
-Try a new workout every week
Pretty simple, attainable goals. Happy new year, kids.
Did my first session of hot Yoga tonight!
& holy crap.
So sweaty. So awesome. Will go back.
Right about this time…
When I start getting depressed and really low instead of motivated by the pictures on tumblr, it’s time for me to get off and go read or do schoolwork (haha probably not though) or something other than cry about how my body is shit.