I've been eating bad lately... and as a result my belly is back. I'm talking super jiggly, tire around the middle belly. AND I HATE IT. Seriously. What the heck have I been doing? Answer: eating like crap and not working out.
Solution: start eating healthy and working out.
SO I'm going to get back on the old wagon and get moving. And I'll shut up and wear my Spanx until then. The hardest part right now is telling myself 'no.' I somehow have justified bad eating habits. I know I am excuse-o-rama right now with graduating, moving, living out of a suitcase, blah blah blah. I'm calling bullish*t on myself.
Yes it is easier to diet and exercise in your own place, but its not impossible to do it without one. I can still try and walk to lunch and get some movement. I can still do crunches, lift weights, squats, planks, etc at the house I'm staying at... I can still stop buying chocolate (and ignore shark week cravings). I can still tell people that, 'no, I do not want that delicious free pizza you're offering me' (well, this one has been hard!!!)
Basically I hate my belly. My belly is a direct result of my eating and exercising... or lack thereof. Mission ban the belly has begun. I use to do 5000 crunches (in like 10 different positions) when I was on my game. My core was strong, I felt great, I had abs under flab... Now I'm back to square one. For anyone who goes "oh god, I could never do 1000 crunches" = I'm right there with ya! Two night ago I did just 100 on a balance ball. Last night I did modified oblique crunches... just 200. I'm slowly getting back into my groove.
I also e-mailed a gym. I use the excuse of not having my own stuff and place as an excuse to not workout... so I'm going to find a place to workout. The gym I e-mailed has a pool attached to it that has women only hours from 5:30-7AM. And its close to the house I'm staying at... so if I join my goal will be to get up at 5:30, drive there, swim from 6-7AM, and go home and shower and get ready for work.
Let's see A) how much it costs and B) can I make it happen. I have not been in a pool in years. Like a looooong a$$ time. I was on the swim team growing up. I was a fish. I lived in the water. I would get up at 8am, ride my bike 3 miles to the pool, swim for over an hour, ride my bike 3 miles back home, make lunch, ride my bike 3 miles to the pool, swim for three hours, and ride my bike back home 3 miles... and I was still a chubby flubby little girl. I'm fighting some genetics here people. My sister who did the same routine and ate the same food I did was always a stick. AND I was always a fluffy bunny.
I'm excited to start swimming. I am scared sh*tless of wearing a suit in public. SO that's why the women only swim sounds like a great solution. Plus I splurged and bought some new swim bottoms. www.modcloth.com/shop/tw
Since I'm so dang tall... no bathing suits are long enough. Plus these are high-waisted and will help hold in the belly roll. I have a tankini top (not ideal for swimming I know) but hey, its better than nothing. If I sign up I'll go ahead and get some goggles and go get my flip turns on.
Its my goal anyway. I am just hoping to stay motivated. My inner fat kid is screaming for ice cream and pizza and chips and soda. Working on my control is going to be key right now. So I'm focusing on that. Working on trying to make better food choices... And keeping my fingers crossed that the scale will be my friend this month.
Spark on everyone. I'm trying to keep in touch with people on here, but i've also been really busy.