Monday, April 21, 2014

The Start

Current Stats:
-143lbs
- Size 6 or 8
- Flabby arms and well, everything
- Thighs touching
- Rounded face
Let me start by saying: screw college. More specifically, screw dining halls and their buffet of desserts and food that is actually really good (thanks a lot UCLA).
Freshman 15 has affected me like no other. I always thought, no that won't be me, but alas, here I am last third of my first year and I am under the curse. BUT! I will break free from this curse and end my year more fit than I was coming to school.

Starting tomorrow, I will make a change. No more overindulging in chocolate, ice cream, and well, more ice cream. It is time for me to break free from my addiction to sugar. I do not use the word addiction lightly... it is all-consuming and preventing me from leading a healthy lifestyle. Sure I can work out all the time, but in order for me to get healthy, I need to start cutting down on my sugar intake. I believe that everything is okay in moderation, but for me and sugar, moderation is never possible. It's like how a vampire needs blood (I know, cheesy example). But seriously, I can't just have one chocolate, I have to have the whole box.

So. As of today I am cutting ALL chocolate from my life for two weeks, and then maybe I can have a little piece once a week. Most blogs and health magazines talk about how you should work out and eat well to be healthy and have a lifestyle change, and feel good. I'm going to be very blunt: I just want to look good. I want to be that girl that other girls look at on the beach, you all know the one. The one who is super fit and athletic, but also slender and not too muscular, and of course she has the perfect tan. Yes, I know I am materialistic, but let's be real, I want to look good in an itty bitty bikini and skin-tight dresses. As of right now I am pledging to work out in some form 6 days a week (spin for 4 of those), eat healthy, and cut back on sugar. Now here's my goal by the numbers:
-120-125lbs
-Size 2
- toned abs
- THE thigh gap
- no double chin
- no chicken wings

Until tomorrow,
O