Week 6 weigh in: 184.6
starting weight: 200
And so i've lost a few more pounds!! BOO YA!!!!!!! i'm extremely happy about stepping on that scale and seeing it drop because i went to girl's camp and thought that i would've gained weight back but i actually lost some!!!! SOOOO HAPPY!!!!! the point is i really need to get back on track but my next mini goal is 180. i want to reach it really soon!!!!! Follow my journey <3
Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Don't Stop Make It Pop
Hey guys!!!!! So I've been extremely outta sinc, mostly because I went to EFY and then after that I came back to live with my parents in California. Getting into an excercising routine and eating routine here is pretty tough but I think I'm doing fairly well!!!! I won't stop no matter what :) My mom's gonna take my measurements tomorrow and then I'll post those. I found out that for every inch I lose off of my body that's a pound of fat. So even if I only look 5 pounds on the scale if I lost 8 inches on my body that means that I did loose 8 pounds, but that I gained 3 of muscle. My mommy's so smart haha! So now I'm just trying to gain muscle and lose fat!! WOOHOO!!!!!! WEIGHT LOSING PARTY!!!!!!! anyways this post is short and sweet but I'm just lettin you guys know that I'm not givin up! Follow my journey!
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Emotional rollercoaster? I think so!
Well hey there everyone!!! This week has been so tough for me. And this is probably my last blog until next sunday or monday because i'm going to a EFY this week, starting tomorrow. So this week has had its ups and downs, with yesterday being the hardest of them all. I had been looking forward to yesterday for the last two weeks of my workout bootcamp! It was the day where I was going to get to go shopping, and hang out with my lovely cousin kelli, and I would get my senior pictures done, and just have a great day.
When I got up yesterday I got ready to go to the gym with my sister, who put me through a lovely bootcamp to get me started!! and then once I was done with that I got on the treadmill and my legs didn't feel like they worked. well, I ended up falling off the treadmill and was extremely dizzy (I blame that on my bad breathing during exercise skills). So I was done exercising for the morning, and to say the least I felt disappointed in myself and my body. I cried.
After that my sister took me shopping, and it felt like nothing fit! It was such a bad feeling and even though I've lost 13 pounds it seemed as though I had gained 10. So although we had specifically gone shopping for jeans, I ended up only getting one shirt.
When we got back to my sister's apartment I sat in the bathroom with the door locked for over 2 hours and did some more crying! (yes, I am a drama queen) Once I was done with that senior pictures really didn't seem so exciting, nor did I look like a could get them done with my puffy eyes. And then I had forgotten all about my cousin.
So there you have it. Yesterday officially bit the dust. But you know what? days like that are gonna happen when I'm working this hard. It doesn't mean I should give up, or gorge on ice cream, that won't make me feel any better. I just have to keep going! Food doesn't own me, I OWN ME. Exercise also doesn't own me, I've come to realize. It's just a tool in getting to where I want to go, where I NEED to go. So here's how it's gonna be:
-I won't endulge on food. As my sister Lauren once said, "Don't reward yourself with food, you're not a dog."
-I will continue to practice proper portions! (let's be honest, overeating just isn't healthy)
-Exercise will continue to be a tool to get me to a smaller and happier me, although it won't own my life.
-My family must be a priority, or else none of this will matter
My name's Blaire. And although I still have a long way to go, I'm already 13 pounds down, and I won't let myself gain it back. This week has made me stronger in my desire to become healthy. So here I am, and I'm ready to finish this and continue a healthy lifestyle. Follow my journey.
When I got up yesterday I got ready to go to the gym with my sister, who put me through a lovely bootcamp to get me started!! and then once I was done with that I got on the treadmill and my legs didn't feel like they worked. well, I ended up falling off the treadmill and was extremely dizzy (I blame that on my bad breathing during exercise skills). So I was done exercising for the morning, and to say the least I felt disappointed in myself and my body. I cried.
After that my sister took me shopping, and it felt like nothing fit! It was such a bad feeling and even though I've lost 13 pounds it seemed as though I had gained 10. So although we had specifically gone shopping for jeans, I ended up only getting one shirt.
When we got back to my sister's apartment I sat in the bathroom with the door locked for over 2 hours and did some more crying! (yes, I am a drama queen) Once I was done with that senior pictures really didn't seem so exciting, nor did I look like a could get them done with my puffy eyes. And then I had forgotten all about my cousin.
So there you have it. Yesterday officially bit the dust. But you know what? days like that are gonna happen when I'm working this hard. It doesn't mean I should give up, or gorge on ice cream, that won't make me feel any better. I just have to keep going! Food doesn't own me, I OWN ME. Exercise also doesn't own me, I've come to realize. It's just a tool in getting to where I want to go, where I NEED to go. So here's how it's gonna be:
-I won't endulge on food. As my sister Lauren once said, "Don't reward yourself with food, you're not a dog."
-I will continue to practice proper portions! (let's be honest, overeating just isn't healthy)
-Exercise will continue to be a tool to get me to a smaller and happier me, although it won't own my life.
-My family must be a priority, or else none of this will matter
My name's Blaire. And although I still have a long way to go, I'm already 13 pounds down, and I won't let myself gain it back. This week has made me stronger in my desire to become healthy. So here I am, and I'm ready to finish this and continue a healthy lifestyle. Follow my journey.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Week 2: Death By Treadmill
Week 2
Starting weight 190
Ok. So today I thought I was going to drop dead. When you start to exercise and you're overweight your lungs don't always work properly apparently.... I learned this from the treadmill!!! Today I ran
for 10 minutes in a row! like, REAL running. As you can tell from these pictures, I was exausted!!
Total I was on the treadmill for 25 minutes. I biked for 10, and then did the oh-so-wonderful sprints. My sister, who pretty mush is my trainer, really thought they WERE oh-so-wonderful. I however was being sarcastic :) Now that I think about it though, I'm grateful to have someone there all the time who does this for me. I'm gonna miss her and her husband (and especially their baby!!) when I leave in a few weeks. So for right now, I will take everything she throws at me. I want to change! Anyways, I'll post later this week again, and here are some pictures from my deadly workout today!!
p.s. I have another one later tonight... oh goody.
"So here goes. I'm gonna let myself do it. I'll MAKE myself do it...Follow my journey"
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Starting weight 190
Ok. So today I thought I was going to drop dead. When you start to exercise and you're overweight your lungs don't always work properly apparently.... I learned this from the treadmill!!! Today I ran
for 10 minutes in a row! like, REAL running. As you can tell from these pictures, I was exausted!!
Total I was on the treadmill for 25 minutes. I biked for 10, and then did the oh-so-wonderful sprints. My sister, who pretty mush is my trainer, really thought they WERE oh-so-wonderful. I however was being sarcastic :) Now that I think about it though, I'm grateful to have someone there all the time who does this for me. I'm gonna miss her and her husband (and especially their baby!!) when I leave in a few weeks. So for right now, I will take everything she throws at me. I want to change! Anyways, I'll post later this week again, and here are some pictures from my deadly workout today!!
p.s. I have another one later tonight... oh goody.
"So here goes. I'm gonna let myself do it. I'll MAKE myself do it...Follow my journey"
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Monday, July 9, 2012
Week One. LET THE FAT BURNING BEGIN! Weight loss at it's deadliest.
Starting Weight: 200 lbs
Weight Loss this Week: 10 lbs
Current Weight: 190 lbs
My mom always told me that when I lose weight, I shouldn't think of it like that. I'm not losing a part of myself, I'm finding out who I truly am. I'm starting to think she's right.
This last week has probably been the hardest of my entire life (minus when my appendix ruptured 2 and a half years ago). Starting off with a half hour on the first day, a mixture of bike and treadmill, I felt like my heart was going to leap across the room, then come back and punch me in the face. In other words, I thought i was gonna die. My sister was so proud of me that she couldn't stop smiling. After being here almost a week I never thought I could do this. And I never would've started without her. Lauren is 9 years older than me, and she's married and has a sweet little baby. I've come to visit her in Utah for the summer, and she's been telling my mom for months that when I come out here I better be expecting to work my butt off! And by that I mean working out twice a day and eating hardly anything :) My reply when mom told me was, "of course, no problem," not really scared but not pumped. I tried to forget about it.
The reason that I tried to forget about it is simple. I started gaining weight in the third grade and so I've always hated(with a passion) exercise, and ate when I was sad or just cause I was bored. Portions were not an issue because I pretty much never knew what those were. Growing up with 5 siblings, it meant that eating everything on your plate was the biggest deal ever. You also ate as freaking fast as you could so you would get the "best stuff". So as you can tell, with hating exercise and no portion controls, I was going to eat everything in sight and gain weight without knowing the future effects of it.
Well, now I know those effects. I feel unattractive because of my weight. I can't look at the teeny girls at school without wondering how they got that lucky as to be small. I covet their smallness, how they never would have to worry about the possibility of not having children because of their weight, or guys not wanting to date them. I am 17 and I'm not diabetic yet, but I could get there. I could die young and it would all be because of how much fat I have on my body. And for everything that I've got going for me already(hinting sarcasm), I'm not happy! By nature I have an upbeat attitude and like to make others smile, but on the inside I'm not there. It's not as if I'm suicidal, but I can't keep living like this. Something needs to change.
The answer was staring me in the face but I never wanted to look at it. It was ME that needed to change. My attitude, my lifestyle.
Since being in Utah my attitude and lifestyle have been transformed. With a different environment, with a bunch of health nuts whom I love with all my heart, it hasn't been easy. But I've realized if I don't do something about it now, nothing will ever change. I will continue to gain weight, and probably die in my 50's. So now, the change has begun!
I now work out twice a day, an hour each time, with cardio in the morning, and then some more at night with alternating abs, legs, or arms. My sister pushes me on the cardio, and my brother-in-law on the other stuff.
Side Note= I HATE WORKING OUT! it's the hardest thing ever!!!!!
And to continue off of that note..... with the hatred also comes my love of the results. On the first day when I thought I was gonna die from running for 3 minutes, and then 5, with walking in between, On this 6th day I KNOW I won't die. And that's because I'm getting stronger everyday. Today total I ran for 27 minutes all together with 12 in the morning and then 15 tonight. I was able to breathe better, and I know I'll only improve from here. that's not to say that I hated every single minute of running, and working my legs, and feeling as if i have asthma, but it's only a minuscule part of my day. And once that pain's over, I feel better afterwards.
Another Side Note(sorry): to quote legally blonde, "exercising releases endorphins. Endorphins make people happy! happy people just don't kill their husbands :)
So at the beginning when I said that I'm unhappy? it's getting better! Because exercising releases endorphins!!
Another thing? Everyday I notice something small that others wouldn't which makes it aaaaaaall worth it. Today it was that my legs don't touch as much as they used to. Yesterday it was that my double chin only looks like a little chubby now! Hopefully at the end of this week I will be fitting into those size 14 jeans at Rue 21!!!!!
The only thing is, I'll be leaving my sister soon. Going back to California. When that happens I'm terrified of failing. Of gaining it all back, and losing everything I've worked so extremely hard for. So I won't let it happen. I can't. My sister taught me that. With all my heart I need this year weight loss goal to work out. If I want to make a life for myself in the future, a lasting one, I have to get this accomplish NOW. So, to do that, here are the specifics:
Starting Weight: 200 lbs
Week 1 Weight loss: 10 lbs
Current Weight:190 lbs
Weight Goal: 120 lbs
Weight Left to Lose: 70 lbs
Weeks Left: 51
Work Out: 2 hours a day, once in the morning and once at night.
Eating:SMALL PORTIONS. only chicken, fish, turkey, and veggies. (for someone who loves food, this sucks.)
Now let the journey begin!!!! It's gonna be tough, I'm not gonna want to always do it. I have my family though, and I'll always be grateful to my sister and her sweet husband for starting me. And when it all comes down to me dying or living, I choose life every time. God sent me here for a purpose and I won't throw it all away because I'm lazy. So here goes. I'm gonna let myself do it. I'll MAKE myself do it. 80 lbs was where I started, only 70 to go. Follow my journey.
Weight Loss this Week: 10 lbs
Current Weight: 190 lbs
My mom always told me that when I lose weight, I shouldn't think of it like that. I'm not losing a part of myself, I'm finding out who I truly am. I'm starting to think she's right.
This last week has probably been the hardest of my entire life (minus when my appendix ruptured 2 and a half years ago). Starting off with a half hour on the first day, a mixture of bike and treadmill, I felt like my heart was going to leap across the room, then come back and punch me in the face. In other words, I thought i was gonna die. My sister was so proud of me that she couldn't stop smiling. After being here almost a week I never thought I could do this. And I never would've started without her. Lauren is 9 years older than me, and she's married and has a sweet little baby. I've come to visit her in Utah for the summer, and she's been telling my mom for months that when I come out here I better be expecting to work my butt off! And by that I mean working out twice a day and eating hardly anything :) My reply when mom told me was, "of course, no problem," not really scared but not pumped. I tried to forget about it.
The reason that I tried to forget about it is simple. I started gaining weight in the third grade and so I've always hated(with a passion) exercise, and ate when I was sad or just cause I was bored. Portions were not an issue because I pretty much never knew what those were. Growing up with 5 siblings, it meant that eating everything on your plate was the biggest deal ever. You also ate as freaking fast as you could so you would get the "best stuff". So as you can tell, with hating exercise and no portion controls, I was going to eat everything in sight and gain weight without knowing the future effects of it.
Well, now I know those effects. I feel unattractive because of my weight. I can't look at the teeny girls at school without wondering how they got that lucky as to be small. I covet their smallness, how they never would have to worry about the possibility of not having children because of their weight, or guys not wanting to date them. I am 17 and I'm not diabetic yet, but I could get there. I could die young and it would all be because of how much fat I have on my body. And for everything that I've got going for me already(hinting sarcasm), I'm not happy! By nature I have an upbeat attitude and like to make others smile, but on the inside I'm not there. It's not as if I'm suicidal, but I can't keep living like this. Something needs to change.
The answer was staring me in the face but I never wanted to look at it. It was ME that needed to change. My attitude, my lifestyle.
Since being in Utah my attitude and lifestyle have been transformed. With a different environment, with a bunch of health nuts whom I love with all my heart, it hasn't been easy. But I've realized if I don't do something about it now, nothing will ever change. I will continue to gain weight, and probably die in my 50's. So now, the change has begun!
I now work out twice a day, an hour each time, with cardio in the morning, and then some more at night with alternating abs, legs, or arms. My sister pushes me on the cardio, and my brother-in-law on the other stuff.
Side Note= I HATE WORKING OUT! it's the hardest thing ever!!!!!
And to continue off of that note..... with the hatred also comes my love of the results. On the first day when I thought I was gonna die from running for 3 minutes, and then 5, with walking in between, On this 6th day I KNOW I won't die. And that's because I'm getting stronger everyday. Today total I ran for 27 minutes all together with 12 in the morning and then 15 tonight. I was able to breathe better, and I know I'll only improve from here. that's not to say that I hated every single minute of running, and working my legs, and feeling as if i have asthma, but it's only a minuscule part of my day. And once that pain's over, I feel better afterwards.
Another Side Note(sorry): to quote legally blonde, "exercising releases endorphins. Endorphins make people happy! happy people just don't kill their husbands :)
So at the beginning when I said that I'm unhappy? it's getting better! Because exercising releases endorphins!!
Another thing? Everyday I notice something small that others wouldn't which makes it aaaaaaall worth it. Today it was that my legs don't touch as much as they used to. Yesterday it was that my double chin only looks like a little chubby now! Hopefully at the end of this week I will be fitting into those size 14 jeans at Rue 21!!!!!
The only thing is, I'll be leaving my sister soon. Going back to California. When that happens I'm terrified of failing. Of gaining it all back, and losing everything I've worked so extremely hard for. So I won't let it happen. I can't. My sister taught me that. With all my heart I need this year weight loss goal to work out. If I want to make a life for myself in the future, a lasting one, I have to get this accomplish NOW. So, to do that, here are the specifics:
Starting Weight: 200 lbs
Week 1 Weight loss: 10 lbs
Current Weight:190 lbs
Weight Goal: 120 lbs
Weight Left to Lose: 70 lbs
Weeks Left: 51
Work Out: 2 hours a day, once in the morning and once at night.
Eating:SMALL PORTIONS. only chicken, fish, turkey, and veggies. (for someone who loves food, this sucks.)
Now let the journey begin!!!! It's gonna be tough, I'm not gonna want to always do it. I have my family though, and I'll always be grateful to my sister and her sweet husband for starting me. And when it all comes down to me dying or living, I choose life every time. God sent me here for a purpose and I won't throw it all away because I'm lazy. So here goes. I'm gonna let myself do it. I'll MAKE myself do it. 80 lbs was where I started, only 70 to go. Follow my journey.
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