Hello,
It seems like this year was starting and now its almost over, and if by bad luck I cant help but be sad. So much has happened it was a blur of good and bad stuff. My new year goal was to make a fresh start (insert cliche reason) , I have always been off track in my goals but this year I decided to do it differently.
This year am celebrating my new dress size. I was ecstatic when I learnt that am like two sizes smaller, it seems so surreal considering I started serious workout mid this year. You know how the say find what you love and let it kill you .... I think I did, fitness has being my guilty pleasure. Being a confessed early bird, every work day (almost) I jog through my home area. I know I'm a decade late into this but this is a delightful find. I was kinda drawn into it by a need to change my normal routine which was very very boring and a dream vacay in which Bikinis may be worn lol.
Yet again I don't see nothing wrong with a girl needing a make over, being stronger, spending some quality alone time and making herself proud. We know the criticism that comes with an obsession to be fit, the comments and opinions as well I have gotten a couple of that but am focusing on making it count. Although I know its not as easy as it sounds am thrilled by the headway and quite certain the future holds a lot of promise.
Truth be told I have always been a chubby. Had someone told me way back I would need to wear curve hugging dresses for my self love days I would have avoided some of my food choices then. Much has changed over the years and of course much has remained too and it takes a mirror staring at you to really see this frankly. With adult life really kicking in, it calls for some responsibilities and lifestyle changes.
I kick off by refuting claims that am anorexic, I have had days when I wake up and feel fat just because I indulged in a LOT of calories eating the previous day but that is just that another bad day. I know we all have this phase, not only will that kinda day give me more psyche to push harder but I feel contended.
#3
A friend told me that am overly keen. I really don't know if this makes me a good or a bad person. It may seem really odd for people but I do this subconsciously. Sometimes you try stop but you can only hide who you truly are for a reasonable amount of time. An enthusiast is what I am and its nothing to be ashamed of. So yes at this point in life being fit is fascinating.
#4
Amazing can not even begin to describe the fun of muscle soreness also include comical. Nothing gives me more thrill than seeing the calories count on those gym machines. What I love is being there and having someone motivate me, keep me accountable and it kicks my butt in the best way possible. Trust me you will feel like the queen of the world afterwards. I think my best kinda fun is getting my sweat on, I highly recommend exercise not necessarily in a gym but any activity that makes you feel tougher. (insert cool face)
#5
Sometimes we are all somewhere in life, either Self Love or Self Loathe. Either you have it or you don't. The tough part is to know your not willing to have the courage to embrace you have it (either) but mostly denial is on the latter. I was/is what you would call a therebetween-er. (I'd probably say carefree) I was determined to never get bothered by what others thought which I perfected, probably the lamest reason thinking about it now. In my mind honestly I know I can look better and weirdly its doesn't take trying too hard to get there.
I have to admit am pretty taken by this new hobby, its my biggest commitment yet. It is so important to me that I complete a marathon lets say 5 kilometres without walking, climb a mountain and have all sorts of fun with no hold backs. If motivation is anything to go by am in fine company and I cant resist to smile each time I go shopping because I mean duh! And of course the beauty of the earth before the sun comes up is extra ordinary.
We can all go running now .......
From a happy place
Martie
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