As I sit here on the verge of tears and slightly embarrassed, I have to admit it, to myself and anyone reading this. I can not keep (trying) to lie about it because I need the accountability. I done fucked up and I gained weight back. I’m completely flabbergasted as to how this happened. Oops wait, must quit lying. I know exactly how it happened. Tacos and margaritas. Beer. Camping, birthdays and just way too much fun over the summer. Its hard to say exactly how much my I gained. Around 10 pounds. My weight had been fluctuating between 145 and 150 and got as low as 140 and now its between 150 and 158. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH why, why did I do this. I worked so fucking hard last year and I got sexy af now I’ve turned back into a potato. Tis the season, since Halloween is coming up I might as well dress as a PUMPKIN. No no no that’s why I am here to stfu and get this under control before I’m right back where I started.
Uggggghhhhh my trainer is going to be sooooo mad at me!
Working out was never the problem, I will never stop going to the gym. But that doesn’t even matter if you eat and drink like shit.
I am obsessed with challenges so I tend to join the 12 week challenge at my gym. So after posting this I will be recommitting to the group. Recommitting to me. I will also be getting a airtight plan in place. AND NO FREAKING ALCOHOL
I need a goal to work towards. I’m thinking Victoria secret model by the new year???? Ya, ya that sounds great. On a real note I just really need my skinny girl clothes to begin fitting me properly again. They were getting a little snug, making me really nervous. I was looking good af this past summer in my new dresses and shorts and I plan on being even better next year.
Oi. I never thought I would be one that this would happen too. But I’m glad I’m choosing to fix it rather than get all mad at myself and fall completely off and give up.