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Healthy is not a weight. It’s not a diet. It’s not exercising 7 days a week and it’s not eating clean 7 days a week. And most of all, healthy is not the same for everyone.
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This is my first before and during.
Today is the first day I’ve felt thin and pretty since my low weight last summer.
17 pounds down and counting. I know it may not seem like much, but this is the lightest I’ve been since sophomore year and I couldn’t be happier. I know they say the scale is just a number, but the scale helped me see there the progress I was making, even if I couldn’t notice it in the mirror. And yet… Today… For the first time.. When I looked in the mirror, and put on this dress, I felt and saw the difference in my body and all the progress that I’ve made.
Height: 5’ 4”
Right photo: May 2012-150 lbs
Left photo: April 6th, 2013- 133 lbs
Fashion | via Tumblr on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/57060825/via/Lauren_Llewellyn4197
Alright guys. Lets sit down and have a little chat.
If you could see the entire graph of my weight loss from February 2012 to now you would see that July 2012 I weighed 134 lbs which was the first bench mark for my weight loss because that’s how much I needed to weight for rowing. I was the lowest weight I had been since before freshman year of high school.
And then you’d see August when I gained 5lbs back and then gave up.
Well you know what? I’m not giving up anymore. I slip up. Look at my last 3 months. My weight shifts around. I’m not perfect. When I started this journey I was around 150 lbs…. And I couldn’t stand looking myself in the mirror, because I hated my body….
And I thought I could harbour that hate and use it to lose weight. Well here’s the thing.
That.
Doesn’t.
Work.
I got angry and gave up….
Well I’m done with that.
Sure my weight shifts around now, but I have accepted that this journey is not easy, and I have accepted I am human.
I am losing weight because I love myself and therefor I deserve to be in great shape. I’m now love driven rater than hate driven and the journey is a million times easier.
And you know what? I’m almost back at my low weight. I feel great. And no matter what the scale says…
I love myself.
How long did it take (or how many lbs) before you saw weight loss in your arms?
I am so tired of this jiggly arm flab and I want it to go away NOW.
YOU CAN DO THIS. I BELIEVE IN YOU!
Hey girls and boys. Maybe you need this right now, because you’re lacking that kick in the ass to get fit, get healthy, and eat right. Or maybe you’re doing great… But either way…
You can do this… And I want you to start right now or keep pushing right now.
If you haven’t gone to the gym and you can today… GO
If you didn’t eat today… For whatever reason… GO EAT SOMETHING HEALTHY. FOOD IS FUEL.
If you haven’t drank any water… DRINK A CUP OR TWO OR EIGHT.
If you can’t go to the gym… DO 30 SQUATS. Just do them. Stand up right now and do them. It may not seem like much but it’s more than nothing.
If you ate too much today… Yesterday… This week… This month… Or your whole life… or maybe binged, or ate something you feel guilty about yourself… FORGIVE AND FORGET AND MOVE ON.
If you love to run or bike or anything like that… And you haven’t “found the time,” lately… MAKE TIME. RIGHT NOW. IN AN HOUR. TONIGHT. DO IT. DO IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE IT OR DO IT BECAUSE NO ONE EVER REGRETS WORKING OUT. DO IT FOR THAT BIKINI OR THAT PROM DRESS OR FOR THAT SIX PACK.
BUT MOST OF ALL… DO IT FOR YOURSELF… BECAUSE YOU LOVE YOURSELF, OR BECAUSE YOU SHOULD.
And then reblog this so that your followers can see this to.
You can do this. I believe in you.
(Source: cerebralschism, via p-layed)
Hey guys!
Sorry for my lack of reasons to lose posts.
I’ve been working on finishing up my book. (Surprise I’m done!) so posts should be coming back soooon.
2.15.2013
Your lips left
Tiny bruises
On the flesh
Above my lungs
And I could taste them
As they sunk
Deep down
And scarred
My organs and bonesA week later
When the flesh
Was unblemished
I knew your touch
Had become a
Part of me
And I would never be
Without your lips
