I figured I might just start writing on this again because I'm trying to get my awkward ass in shape. I don't really care if anyone reads this (I do love you all though and appreciate any comments!) because it's not going to be literary genius or excitement in any way. It's mainly just because I really want to make some changes in my life and documenting them might be the only way to keep with it. If I don't stick with it, I give all of my followers full permission to throw rotten tomatoes at me next time you see me.
First thing in my life needing a change is my body. I just dont feel great. I'm always tired, my clothes are too tight and in general, I just want to be healthier. Growing up, I was always the girl who didn't need to work out. I was in dance from age 5 to age 10 and was a cheerleader from age 11 to age 17 and I was skinnnnnnny. After high school, I remained that teeny, with a few short months here and there due to birth control and eating panda express for weeks straight.
So these are my waaaay before pictures. Taken in 2006.
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| Ignore my face, I thought our teeny rental car was awesome. |
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| I definitely don't want to be this skinny again and prob can't.. but I miss fitting in to my clothes. |
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| Yes that guy is wearing a thong. But I miss being able to be comfortable in a bikini. |
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| Blurry pic.. I was trying to suck in my tummy but decided to look 6 months prego instead. |
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| I'm sick of wearing a ton of layers to hide muffin top. I want to wear a skirt and a tank top again! |
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| I want look at pics of me like this and not critique everything I see. |
I realize that a lot of people are probably like "shut up, your pics from before were way to skinny" and I agree. I was too tiny even though I ate ALL the time. I knew it, my friend's knew it and that's why I went on an ice cream sandwich diet for a week to try and gain 5 lbs. My mom is teeny tiny skinny so it runs in the family but somehow along the way, my metabolism changed and I stopped being able to eat any food in sight without consiquences to the way I look and feel.
I want to be able to go into my closet and have my pick of everything in sight to wear that day, instead of a few select outfits that are comfortable and hide my flaws. I want to go shopping and not cringe every time I try on clothes because I can't zip them up when they are a size L (most of this is due to the fact that my boobs grew three sizes. I will miss them when they go away). I miss not being exhausted and sick ALL the time. I miss wearing a bathing suit and only being mildly self concious. I don't miss being called twiggy...but then again I do a little bit. I want to drop two pant sizes and be toned and curvy, not just skinny. I don't care about weight. I care about health.
So due to the above wish list, I am setting some goals for the last year of my twenties. They shouldn't be difficult goals to achieve if I just get my ass off twitter/blogs/gchat for 20 minutes a day and do something active. Instead of making a huge list of goals, I will go week by week and change up my goals to make them easier. I firmly believe that if you want to make a lot of life changes, you don't do them all at once or you will get overwelmed and just give up. I think starting with one small goal and working your way up is the way to go.
So here is my first goal.
Week #1- 20 minutes of exercise each day for 7 days (yes, even Saturday aka my Birthday and Super Bowl Sunday).
I'll let you know how it goes.
