Fitness Sunday: Week 23

Fitness Sunday

Hello Nerds!

Here is a quick update on this week.

Last Weeks Weight: 219
This Weeks Weight: 218

So, here is what happened. I got down to 215. I really did! Then I had one bad day where I went out to eat. We had mexican and…it destroyed my weight loss. I didn’t know that just one day could do something that drastic to my weight loss.

On top of that, the one day that I splurged I didn’t make sure I drank enough water, so I am sure that messed things up a bit too.

Today marks 15 days since I had a sweet. Actually, to be completely honest, I had one sweet on my bad day. It was a cereal bar with strawberry filling. But! I gave blood that day and I was afraid to go without the sugar…I didn’t know how it would effect me. But other than that, no sweets or overly processed foods have passed my lips!

I am doing really really good. I have been doing my fitness challenge every day. I have, on most days, made sure I had enough water. I have been keeping my calorie count around 1000 calories a day.

It was just one day that screwed me up and it won’t happen again. I have also had a problem with eating after work on days I close. Sadly, there isn’t much I can do about that.

The diet that I was talking about last week didn’t work out to well. It was just too much food to consume all day. My brother on the other hand…ugh. The diet worked perfect for him.

This week I hope to lose three pounds, staying on my diet.

Let me clear something up right quick. I say diet, but for me it’s not a diet. It’s more of a lifestyle change, but I am calling it a diet because it is different than what I am used to. until I get used to it and it just becomes a norm, it will be called a diet.

With that said. This week I hope to stay true to my diet, drink plenty of water, continue doing my fitness challenge, and add a few days of exercise. I think I am doing better than I have ever done before and I want to keep going with this.

I learned this past week that what I put in my body really is up to me. I don’t HAVE to have candy or sweets. I don’t HAVE to feed my cravings. I can get other things, healthier things to lessen my cravings and continue to eat and live right. I don’t know why I didn’t catch on to this before!

If any of you out there use my fitness pal, feel free to add me! You can find me at Pythongurl. I would love to see more people on my friends list. I even have it where you can see what I am eating everyday…for the days that I remember to log everything.

Toodles

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Every Inch of You is Beautiful

I have been simply obsessed with this song since I first heard it.  So, take a quick look, dance a little bit, think a bit, and come back to read the rest of the post…or not. 

 

The first thought you may be thinking is “Of course she likes this song.  She is fat (chunky, fluffy, overweight) so anything that says she should be happy with her self she will like.”  Okay, maybe you didn’t go there, but a few people will and I am here to tell you something.

I love this song.  It’s not because it’s about being happy in my plus size body. It’s not because she calls skinny woman stick figure, silicon dolls.  It’s because the beat is so fun and light!

Now, I do have to touch on something.  While I am overweight, I am working really hard to not be.  But, there is nothing wrong with being happy in the body you have.  Yeah, you may be living an unhealthy life and I encourage everyone to eat healthier.  Not because we should all be super skinny, but because we only have one body and we need to take care of it.

No matter how happy you may be with your body, if you are overweight, or even underweight, it is damaging your body and taking years off of your life.  

That said, you shouldn’t pick on skinny women either.  I don’t understand where people think it is okay to shame someone who is too skinny or overweight.  Are we not adults here?  It’s a childish thing to do.  Even most kids are not going to pick on someone because of their weight unless they have learned it from their parents.  

It’s great that women are starting to feel comfortable in their skin.  But feeling comfortable also comes with taking care of your body.  Are you overweight?  Skinny? Slim?  Underweight?  It doesn’t matter.  Focus on eating healthy and getting some kind of exercise. Not to lose weight, but to be healthy. 

I know I am just saying the same thing over and over again, only in different words.  But I had to get my point across.  Stop being ignorant and cruel.  Grow up and treat each other with respect.  You don’t know the other persons story, they may be healthier than their skinny friend they are with, because that skinny friend is actually anorexic. Or that “anorexic looking” girl may have a very high metabolism , eats healthy, and runs track. 

What ever you do…just listen to the song again, because it’s a super fun song! 

Happy Friday friends!

Where is my Beauty?

I was going to share the recipe and the steps I took to make a giant cookie today.  But then something came up and I found that I have something to get off my chest.  It’s something that always crosses my mind, and I ponder on it for a while, then give up.

I am over weight.  I have always been a chunky girl, and until about 5 years ago, I just didn’t care.  I remember in high school I would eat a peanut butter twix (before they started using the chocolate cookie in them.) and a Dr. Pepper for lunch every day.  My best friend would eat the same thing, but she was a little skinny mini and it didn’t effect her.  I hated gym and anything that made me do any exercise other than walking to my next class.  I was lazy, ate what I want, and just didn’t care.

But I did care.  I hated being fat, but I didn’t know how to change.  I was a teenager and the internet was not nearly as big as it is now…I know how shocking that sounds.  My internet surfing in high school consisted of checking my AOL email and sneaking into chat sites that my mom told me to stay out of (which was all of them).  I didn’t search for new websites or information.  The internet was still a new thing.  It’s amazing how much things change in such a short time.

So, I was the fat, depressed, gothic girl that hid in the shadows until my friends drug me along with them.  I hated what I looked like and I blamed my weight on not having a boyfriend.  I thought I was just too fat to find love.  Yet, there were girls bigger than me that were always dating.  Of course, most of the time those girls were having sex with guys to keep them around.  Don’t miss understand me, I am not saying they were whores that “slept their way to the top.”  It’s just usually how things went down.  I was a virgin (still am!) and all the guys knew it.  It’s never been something I have hid.

Sorry, I got off topic.  The point is, the point of this whole thing, it’s not okay for me to be fat.  But it is okay for anyone else to be fat.  I have looked at overweight women and thought “She is so pretty!”  But when I look in the mirror I think “I am a blob of ugly.”  So why, in my mind, is it okay for others to be overweight, but not me?  Why am I so much harder on myself than I am others?  Why can I not be pretty and overweight too?

I keep telling myself that if I could afford the plus size clothes that were cute, I could be okay with my weight.  And sometimes I still blame my weight for my horrific condition of singledomness.  It should be a real thing!

I do have moments where I look in the mirror and think “I am really pretty today.”  Okay, it happens a lot, but only when I am alone.  When I am around others I want to sink into the shadows and hope no one notices how awful I look.

I am trying now to lose weight.  But I always stop to think “Why am I really doing this?”  What is a good reason to lose weight?  To be healthy, right?  But am I trying to lose weight to be healthy, or so I can feel worthy of falling in love?  And, is my mind the reason I am still single?  Do I have some kind of block that doesn’t allow me to see when someone is interested?  It’s all in my mind…I am actually just like the other overweight, but beautiful women, but for some reason I can’t accept that.

I thought that writing all this down would help.  Sadly, I now have a headache and no closer to a reason as to why I can’t see myself as beautiful.