It’s been a while.
I think I always start that way but whatever. I have nothing to say, I mean nothing specific. Talking about myself is not as exciting and I really have nothing relevant to say but that I am working on myself.
I can account that I am going to the gym four days a week, and yes I know a person with my body weight should be going all five days but sometimes a person schedule doesn’t always allows them to do the thing they wish they could do. Which is my situation with work. I had wanted to feel this need to be at the gym and push myself and see results and feel strong. I haven’t seen like new muscles popping out of nowhere or like body definition but my face is slimmer, pants feel better and I don’t have a gut. Yes, you heard me I don’t have a gut. Not anymore.
I don’t have to suck in to put on pants and the ones, the new leggings I bought recently are starting to feel a little loose around the waist. Maybe is the elastic playing tricks on me, maybe the dryer loosened up the fibers and now is not as tight as before. I just don’t want to feel like I’m giving myself too much credit right now becuase I have done this before. I have paid a person to train me and be with me while I work out, I have looked through IG acconts and found these women that inspire me to continue because once upon of time they were like me, struggling to be healthy.
I’m eating better. I have been able to suppress the need of sweets and when I lay down in bed and start dreaming about food and friend stuff I can control myself, drink a bit of water and turn my focus on something else. Even my body agress that oily food is bad, too much sugar and I feel like I’m going to die.
I’m not theere yet but I will be
That’s the goal.
Be a little healther a little defined, a smaller chest size and more body confidence.
“Fall in love with taking care of yourself. Mind. Body. Spirit.”