Week 3

It's my birthday-week! Woohoo! So let me start by saying: there's gonna be a cheat day this week. But that's one of my goals this week: to have it be a cheat day, not a cheat week/month/year/life. Furthermore, the cheat day only applies to the diet/eating better lifestyle, not anything else. Without further ado, week 3... Continue Reading →

Advertisements

Week 2

Let's do this, week 2! Short and sweet, here are the goals for the week: Start Trim Healthy Mama (has anyone done this? Any tips?) Walk 1.25 miles twice Eat 3 salads Drink 56 ounces of water every day Do weight training twice Do at least 4,250 steps per day That's it. Still easy, but... Continue Reading →

Somebody talk me out of this

For the past few weeks I've been looking at pictures of me from when I was training for the Disneyland Half Marathon. "Wow," I thought, "look how fit I was." Not skinny, mind you, but fit. I wasn't someone who had to work hard to get 4,000 steps in a day. I wasn't someone who... Continue Reading →

I’m in love with a salad

I'm in love with a salad - somebody write it down! Oh wait, I guess I'm doing that. Aaanyways, last night I went to Sprouts to get their 2 for $5 salads. I saw one that was Apple and Walnut with chicken, so I thought, "sure, what the heck." I pulled it out today at... Continue Reading →

8 weeks

A couple months ago, I had a thought: "I'm going to do the Hot Chocolate 15k!" I've done the Hot Chocolate 5k multiple times, and it's always one of my favorite races. I mean, how can you not be motivated with chocolate waiting for you quite literally at the finish line? I wanted the medal and bragging... Continue Reading →

1000 steps a day

I never understood the true definition of "frenemy" until I started using a FitBit. This thing tells me all the ways I'm succeeding, but also points out my shortcomings. "Hey, you got 8,000 steps today, you rock star! But your heart rate was high all day, you might want to start worrying now..." Obviously, that's... Continue Reading →

I’m Tired

Can I be honest for a sec? I'm tired. I'm not just tired; I'm exhausted, discouraged, battle-weary, and at times near hopeless. I'm tired of looking at my body and sighing, wondering if I'll ever be happy when I look in the mirror. I'm tired of pushing away guys I meet online, because I'm terrified... Continue Reading →

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑