As a recent college graduate, I'm moving across the country and setting my goals and doing whatever it takes to meet them. Posted will be my thoughts on the journey and advice and motivation for others!
Height: 5'9"
HW: 198lbs
CW: 193.4
GW:190lbs
GW: 185
GW: 180
GW: 175
GW: 170
GW: 165
GW: 160
GW: 155
UGW: 150lbs

Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
(Source: diethoroscopes)
breakfast - 2 eggs, spinach, tomato, cheese (50 calories) - 300
coffee and creamer - 50
lunch: slice of bread, deli chicken, spinach - 250
Dinner: bagel, turkey and spinach - 350
2 boxes of raisins (200)
yogurt, slice of apple and peanut butter - 100
a beer -200
= 1450 calories.
I walked about 2 miles over the course of the day, and biked to and from work. Tomorrow I call the gym and schedule a private session.
Damn, gorgeous!
Love the shit out of this chick…
This is the goal. I have a couple of dresses that fit me like that, except I’m gushing out of them… I want my curves!
(Source: beatingsoheavy)
- I am sick of going to put on a dress and realizing I need a larger size.
- I am tired of not wearing clothes that used to suit me.
- I miss not having a gut.
- I have pictures of me as a child and wonder, what happened to that fit little girl?
- I hate running out of breath if I run.
- I hate calling my mom in tears about how fat I feel.
- I hate still feeling surprised that guys younger than 29 find me attractive (older guys like curves, I’ve just always assumed guys my age don’t).
- I miss being strong.
This summer I met a woman, a serbian woman, who was thin and beautiful and powerful. She was the mother of three boys and an incredible dancer - and the tightest body I have ever seen. I have no idea how she does it. But damn, three children?? And she looked like that?
- I don’t want to wake up and have plates in my room because I ate in there.
- I don’t want to hear that voice saying “do you really need to eat that extra ice cream? you’re only doing it because you’re stressed” and then ignore it.
- I don’t want to be jealous of my little sister.
- I want guys to be able to pick me up. That broke my heart - an old flame visited me this past summer, and he hugged me and went to lift me up, and couldn’t. Now I’m pretty tall, but I don’t think that was the problem.
- I want to see some of those european bitches (men and women) from this summer again and be like “what’s up motherfucker?” (revenge weightloss doesn’t work. But any motivation is good motivation?)
- I want to stop seeing obese people and feel scared because that could be me.
I don’t ever want it to be me.
Summer is over. Officially. I didn’t lose any weight, and didn’t really gain any either. I tend to swing between 192 and 197, somewhere in there.
I have a cold right now. Which is yucky.
BUT, I have joined a gym, bought a bike, and I have the insanity workout still downloaded on my computer. I’m going to quit drinking beer and switch from vodka cranberry to vodka sodas.
I’m drinking less, now that I’m not in Greektown, and I’m going to be working at a grocery store, so maybe I won’t be in as much of a party culture anymore.
I am going to see one of my best friends from college around New Years, but it will probably be spring before I see my family. I want to be getting in better shape, for that, and other reasons.