Nice title right?
SO.
Today wasn't that bad. I woke up at 5:40am, and did a practice strength training session.
Then I had Kashi Go Lean granola cereal. For lunch I had a kiwi, salad with honey Dijon mustard, and a sandwich with tomato, cucumber and cheddar cheese some mustard and a spoonful of mayo. Then I had a bowl of pumpkin ice cream, Brazilian black bean soup and a corn muffin. I know it's a lot but....I dunno. It was all pretty healthy so whatev.
I also had gym where we ran a mile. (Oh mannn, I really need to start running again. Where did my 8 mile runs go??)
And I had dance as well.
Yeek.
Alright, so after a summer wishing I was thinner and not putting that wish to work I have re-entered school and found to my disappointment that I am still 120.
And flubbier.
I have decided that every week I will measure myself. Then the measurements of my thighs, waist, hips, bust and arms will be jotted down here.
I'm planning on cooking more, and developing the mentality that if it's been processed to death and comes in a package (i.e. too many foods that I eat at the moment) then it's not ft to pass my lips. Fresh is better. Food should be natural and thought about. It should be really tasted, not just consumed.
I'm going to exercise in the morning and in the afternoon as well. This will keep my metabolism going all day long for maximum calorie burnage.
SO.
This week:
Thighs- 22 (!!!)
Hips- 32 (!!!)
Waist- 28 (!!!!!!!)
Arms- 10 (no surprise there)
And flubbier.
I have decided that every week I will measure myself. Then the measurements of my thighs, waist, hips, bust and arms will be jotted down here.
I'm planning on cooking more, and developing the mentality that if it's been processed to death and comes in a package (i.e. too many foods that I eat at the moment) then it's not ft to pass my lips. Fresh is better. Food should be natural and thought about. It should be really tasted, not just consumed.
I'm going to exercise in the morning and in the afternoon as well. This will keep my metabolism going all day long for maximum calorie burnage.
SO.
This week:
Thighs- 22 (!!!)
Hips- 32 (!!!)
Waist- 28 (!!!!!!!)
Arms- 10 (no surprise there)
Violet Skinny Wishes
When I bought four Twix bars for the second time in three days I realized something had gone terribly wrong. The small appetite I had been generating for the past three months had deteriorated and left in its wake was an insatiable monster that consumed everything in it's path. I decided that something must be done.
I've always struggled with my weight. Not the way fat people do, but the way normal teenage girls do. No matter how much I want to loose those few extra pounds they simply stay on my body like hot glue on wax bus seats.
However this year is different. I posses a new found determination to loose those ten pounds, keep them off and feel good doing it. I can either a) end up living as a skinny, rich and moderately attractive highly successful director/ micro biologist OR b) I can waste away and become some gluttonous mountain-sized twit that eats candy and watches re-runs of Will and Grace all day.
So when I got home (I walked- still feeling rather guilty about tearing through four candy bars in a space of less then six hours.) I found that the violet skinny jeans that I bought from urban Outfitters had arrived in the mail. I hurried inside to try them on. Low and behold- slightly snug they fit. Yet not without giving my thighs the distinct look of drumsticks on a plump Christmas turkey. Purple skinny jeans will take a lot of confidence to wear so in order to wear them I better look bloody amazing. Not possible in my current state.
Weight: Estimated 120 (Last time I checked a few weeks ago it read 119 but we all know the Gretchen’s scale is a tad mental)
Goal Weight: 110. A little bit under if possible. I want thinner thighs, no more butter pat belly, smaller love handles (my GOD! I swear I can hear them jiggling when I walk up the stairs!) and more defined arms.
So now on to tell the truth. The whole truth.
I've always struggled with my weight. Not the way fat people do, but the way normal teenage girls do. No matter how much I want to loose those few extra pounds they simply stay on my body like hot glue on wax bus seats.
However this year is different. I posses a new found determination to loose those ten pounds, keep them off and feel good doing it. I can either a) end up living as a skinny, rich and moderately attractive highly successful director/ micro biologist OR b) I can waste away and become some gluttonous mountain-sized twit that eats candy and watches re-runs of Will and Grace all day.
So when I got home (I walked- still feeling rather guilty about tearing through four candy bars in a space of less then six hours.) I found that the violet skinny jeans that I bought from urban Outfitters had arrived in the mail. I hurried inside to try them on. Low and behold- slightly snug they fit. Yet not without giving my thighs the distinct look of drumsticks on a plump Christmas turkey. Purple skinny jeans will take a lot of confidence to wear so in order to wear them I better look bloody amazing. Not possible in my current state.
Weight: Estimated 120 (Last time I checked a few weeks ago it read 119 but we all know the Gretchen’s scale is a tad mental)
Goal Weight: 110. A little bit under if possible. I want thinner thighs, no more butter pat belly, smaller love handles (my GOD! I swear I can hear them jiggling when I walk up the stairs!) and more defined arms.
So now on to tell the truth. The whole truth.
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