I bought a nice, fancy new scale! I was very excited about it. It tells my body fat %, BMI, water % and weight. Once I stepped on it I was no longer excited. Then I was sad. The weight was lower than I expected but the fat % was HIGH. This made me a sad, sad panda.
So, naturally the only solution was to fall off the wagon and eat myself crazy for a week, right? No? Damn, that's what I did. I supposed in comparison to a "normal" person what I ate wasn't so bad. It involved a lot of beer, frozen yogurt and fajitas (not a lot of those, just once). I still felt guilty as hell and kicked it up a notch at the gym. I guess it worked because this week I'm down .5% fat.
I also discovered an interesting show on Netflix called Heavy. I watched one episode right before I went to the gym and just kept thinking about how I not only never want to be that big but also about how I want to help people in that situation. One of the ladies on the show said something interesting. "No one wants a personal trainer who hasn't been fat." It's really true. No one can understand the pain and the actual feeling of being trapped in that body better than someone who has lived it. I hope when I'm done with this journey I can start a new one. One of inspiring people and using my success to show people that it IS possible and it CAN be done with a bit of hard work and dedication. I'm still in that phase now where people look at me skeptically when I say I can train. I'm only about 10 pounds overweight now but it's just enough to make people think twice when I tell them about my weight loss. I feel like if I just man up for a couple of week and eat right 100% of the time and do high intensity workouts I can get there! I can't wait to squeeze my booty into a size 6! :)
Mood: excited
Weight: 155
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