Thursday, May 30, 2013
There's something about having other people tell me what to do that pisses me off. Ever since the beginning of time, I have always struggled with my weight, I always been the fat sister.
I don't think that any of my sisters or my mom knows how it feels to really diet or go hungry. My parents are always quick ot point out the faults of others, and for me the magic words include: fat, tubby, hungry, lazy.etc. The best part about that is as they judge me about my size, their fingers are grubby from their fries.
Constantly, when I try on clothes these days, my mom tends to call my older sister and my twin to stare at me and my rolls in the clothes with a look of pity, slight disgust, and everything in between. WHY WON'T IT STOP!
Especially since I'm starting college in the fall, and I'm pushing 190, WITHOUT the Freshman 15. I don't want to be like this anymore.
So I won't.
I admit, I have been half-azzing my workouts recently because I have been waiting on the Blogilates DietBet , check it out here: www.dietbet.com/
. The thing is that I can't tell anybody in my family about this. I got things to prove. People to beat and revenge to claim.
I will not let this beat me. I WILL NOT let something like this be my downfall. This is not only weight loss journey, this is NOT just me just losing some "Turkey" pounds, we're at war. War with fat, war with laziness, and the death of the old me.
Just watch me.