Yep, that dreaded SIX letter word.
Weight.
It just SOUNDS heavy and horrible.
That *one* number that can
define happiness
for women.
How many of you have stepped on the scale,
and literally
held your breath,
while waiting for the numbers
to appear.
I know I do
every
single
time
I step on a scale.
Before you read on, I'm gonna give it to you straight...
Right now I weigh 115-118 and to me
that is too much.
If that number offends you,
or
if you are pissed I feel this way,
please just click the red X to the right.
I 100% understand that I am petite
and my weight is not very much
for an almost 30 year old.
However, I could and should be around the
110-112ish zone
and
much more toned than I am currently.
I'm
squishy in places I shouldn't be,
and many of my pants are snug in the
stomach and booty area.
When I say
too tight I mean
the leaving lines in my skin
kind of too tight.
And no, this
isn't just something
that happened recently.
This has been going on for a few years.
Pretty much
as soon as I turned 25
my body changed :(!
[that and my shin injury preventing
my normal running program]
I was warned, but I didn't believe
because I was always the girl that could eat
WHATEVER she wanted
and never gain weight.
I used to be able to fit into
size 00-0 pants.
And when I say used to, I don't mean in college,
I mean 3ish years ago.
Now, some 2s and even certain
styles of 4s
are too tight.
SO.NOT.OK!
Sure, I understand as we women get older,
our body changes,
gravity happens
and metabolism slows done.
But really?!!? I can't lose
3-5 pounds
and keep them off?!?!
I've been running and going to the gym for "maintenance"
for the past 6 years.
Well, that's really helped me.
[sense the sarcasm]
I tried giving up certain foods
and I never drank soda
unless there is alchol mixed in the glass.
Again, that's really helped me!
So, I'm trying something new.
I'm being restrictive
and seriously watching
what kind of food enters my mouth.
I told C I wanted to try
Paleo again,
because my way of
moderation
hasn't changed my body ONE BIT!
And so far, I've stuck to it for the most part.
There were two days my will power
majorly SUCKED
which uber ticked me off.
I haven't gotten the 'carb flu'
thank goodness.
We've measured biceps,
butt,
chest,
quads,
stomach,
and logged everything into a spreadsheet.
I'm sure I sound nuts!
and this seems to be the only
route to fixing it.
I have a picture of myself
my junior year of college
that I'm using as an unrealistic goal.
Well, unrealistic to the friends
and family that has seen
the picture.
For the record,
my family, boyfriend, friends and acquaintances
have told me I'm ridiculous
and don't need to stress
like I'm stressing.
But, now I'm the girl who can't lose weight.
Many of my friends just stop using salt
run 1 more time a week
give up sugar snacks
do three more sets of abs
change from yoga to pilates
and POOF
weight/bloat GONE!
Not me!
I went 2 weeks without adding salt to anything!
I gave up carbs and sugar!
I switched up my workouts 2304830 times.
NADA
ZIP
ZILCH!
Well that's changing now
and I hope results happen.
I don't want to hate my body
like I do now.
And I don't want to continue
to hate certain foods,
because I know that's not healthy.
Am I taking care to eat enough for sustenance and health?
ABSOLUTELY!
Have I been analyzing everything on my plate?
Yep!
Should I allow myself to indulge more than I have been?
Probably.
But, if I want to reach my goal
I have to take the hard road.
Wanna see my goal?
Unrealistic again?!?!? Probably.
But, staying in 'matinatnece mode' has done
jack $h*t
so now
it's time to
GO BIG
or GO HOME!