Caught Looking In The Mirror

It’s been a really long time since I’ve attempted on a diet but I did join fitness a few weeks ago in school. So now two days a week I exhaust myself while trying to shed a few pounds.

Let me tell you something about fitness: more than half the people that are a part of the program- they actually are already fit.

So I’m just there panting and wheezing while everyone else is exercising around me- because, well, they just like exercising. Apparently.

And most of the girls that are fitness- the ones that have a tiny flab of fat on their stomach and are trying to get abs- they work out cute little sweats or shorts with a nice fitted tank top. Even if they do wear a t-shirt, most of them look cute.

And then there’s me- in huge, baggy sweatpants, and an over-sized t-shirt.

The fitness room has walls lined with mirrors. So like the self-conscious person I am, I look across at my reflection, cringe, and tug at my shirt, trying to make it look semi presentable while possibly making it look worse.

I should’ve probably reminded you that there are guys at fitness. Of course, they are even semi-cute.

Well one of them happened to notice me scowling at my reflection and just looks at me with this reassuring smile.

I think he also gave me a thumbs up but I can’t be sure because at that point my face was beet red and I can assure it was NOT from the life threatening jogging that we did.

And the moral of the story is: Never get caught looking in the mirror during fitness. You probably don’t look any better than you think you do and it looks kinda pathetic when you get caught.

There’s Healthy And Then There’s Fat

One of the most popular things that has been been littering the news and blogs lately is the fat controversy. Yes, I just called it a fat controversy.

The dilemma between what size declares a girl beautiful and whether one should be content with the rolls of fat or not.

Let’s just get this one statement out of the way: A girl in any size can be beautiful. Okay? Now to my next statement: If a girl is in a size that’s unhealthy– whether that being she is too thin or too big- that’s no good.

Insecurity is like a terrible disease spreading through out teenage girls. Too many girls who are not overweight are starving themselves to be thin. And that is the reason why now we see so many articles telling girls that it’s okay to be chubby, plump, and often that’s what makes you even more attractive.

Now, normally, I approve. I am chubby myself and I have struggled with it many times. But I try to accept it because I have realized that I am beautiful and healthy and it is not necessary to go on a diet and try to be thin. I am aware however that if I gain too many pounds and I don’t keep up with my exercise, I will be unhealthy and that is when I need to loose weight.

That’s the thing- these articles that are designed to help girls that already healthy– they appear to be saying, you should be content no matter what size you are. Which I don’t disagree with completely- yes, overweight people can be beautiful.

But.. what about your health? Health is always important no matter which way you go. These articles that are trying to stop girls from getting too thin, shouldn’t be promoting girls who are overweight to stay “too big”.

Obesity is growing problem in the United States and can lead to heart disease, diabetes and much more.

Pleasantly plump, and looking round and soft or chubby is good- but fat to the extent that you are unhealthy is never good.

Just like thin- to the point where you are unhealthy is never good.

Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes but health should always be your top priority. 

I’d Prefer To Poop Out My Pounds Please

Yes, you read that correctly.

No, I’m not talking about laxatives. Just hear me out.

Don’t we all know that one girl who every few months or so, goes into this crazed “Oh my gosh I must loose weight” sort of thing, and then once food is tasty to them again, they’re just like, “Ugh, screw this, I like my body just the way it is.”

Yeah. That girl is me.

It’s not so much that I said “Screw this,” but rather that I thought now that school had opened and I spend my day running up and down stairs and my lunch period studying in the library, I thought weight loss would just happen, that I didn’t have to think about it.

I was wrong.

Because although I am getting a tad bit more exercise than the “channel surfing” I do at home during the summer, I end up eating too much at night and not drinking enough water throughout the day.

Water has always been a problem; it’s one of those things where I know should drink it, I just don’t think, “I’m thirsty, let me go get some water instead of some juice.”

But anyways, it’s not even that I’m gaining weight.

It’s that school has started and I’m not loosing.

I have stayed pretty much the same.

Because while I’m doing some things that would get rid of pounds, I end up doing some other things that gains pounds and that just equals out the equation.

So I’m looking back into some ways to loose weight easily. I don’t have much time to exercise, with school and homework bogging me down.

But one strategy that has gotten my interest is pooping.

Did you all know pooping looses belly fat? Not just like diarrhea, I’m talking normal pooping.

And you know, this is really helpful.

Because, honestly, I’m not even that fat. It’s just that my belly sticks out so much. It’s all just belly fat.

So I searched up some foods to promote pooping.

So that should be loads of fun 😉

To-Do list for the next few days:

Poop, poop, poop!

Pounds Are Like Lingering House Guests..

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.. They require lots of pushing and shoving and hard work to kick out. And they are knocking on your door in the blink of an eye while you are enjoying a blissful moment with some fried chicken wings.

Aren’t they so annoying?

Pounds I mean, not lingering house guests. Although, those are very annoying too.

My fellow fitness followers, do you all remember back when a few months ago, I started writing up all this “Wednesday Workout” and exercising posts?

I’m sure I whined a lot in those posts, but you know what? During that time, I got the exercises done.

I moved my body.

I bullied myself just enough so I could become obsessed with the “Loosing Weight” articles online and the workouts by Jillian Michael.

And I did loose pounds. I don’t recall actually sharing it on here, but I did.

I think the reason I didn’t share here was because I only managed to loose about 5 pounds. And I was certain I could loose more and figured I would write a post about it once I got to my goal weight.

But then..

I saw some food I had been depriving myself for a while and thought, why not? I thought, I lost some, I think I can reward myself.

The problem with these types of rewards though, is that you don’t know when to exactly stop rewarding yourself.

At first, I was paranoid that once I ate something I really liked, I would gain back pounds right away,

To be honest, that didn’t happen. I ate, and I certainly didn’t loose pounds, but I didn’t gain either.

So I thought, well okay, maybe I should extend my little vacation from dieting.

I thought as long as I didn’t gain it back, it’s all good.

Except now I can’t even remember when I stopped all my strategies and plans all together- including weighing myself on a daily basis.

And now, wouldn’t you know it, those lingering house guests have barged right in one more time!

I gained everything back! And counting! This calls for drastic changes to go back to my ways with even fiercer methods and STICK to it!

Hopefully.

I’m Playing Tennis! (Not Very Good Though)

I was complaining about not having a sport team to play on in high school because I ultimately suck at being active and chasing after balls that I could not care less about.

That was when I was told very nicely to,

“Get off my butt and go out there and practice some kind of sport this summer so I can refrain from making a fool of myself when trying out for a team in high school.”

Struck by inspiration, I went online and did some researching.

Well let’s cut to the chase- I found a FREE youth tennis program that had a location not too far from my house.

I jumped at the chance and today was my first day.

Can I just start out saying that I practically died?

It was a huge field and we were out on the tennis court for three hours under the blazing sun trying to hit tennis balls hard and swiftly over the net.

Did anyone else know that it is actually a tad bit harder than it looks on TV and that the raquets tend to get a tad bit heavy after holding it steady and swinging it to hit balls for a while?

No? Maybe it’s just me and my suck-y athletic abilities.

Well this goes without saying but I started out at the beginner’s group; I had only even held a raquet a few times in my life (Like I said, not very sporty).

But I think I did okay. Good for a first timer. Except for the times I missed. And swung too hard. And hit a ball directly into the net which are pretty low.

Regardless, after the long walk home, shoving some ice cream down my throat, taking a cold cold shower, and plopping down in front of the AC, I figured it’s a good thing I finally got off my butt and joined into some sports activities.

I mean, sure, I suck, but who expected anything else from me?

The important thing is, I will be active this summer, I will get a bit more fit and shed pounds this summer, I will learn a new skill, and hopefully I will be good enough to join the tennis team in school when it starts.

And I will have a sports team to put down for my high school application.

So you see, it’s all benefits for me.

A Girl’s Worst Morning Surprise

Guess what greeted me this morning?

Hmm?

Guess?

That’s right. Blood. And death cramps. And a sickening wet sticky feel between my legs.

Sorry, too much info? Too bad.

I have a right to be on a cranky mood.

Okay, actually I don’t. Getting your period doesn’t mean you can lash out and act however you want just because you’ve got some bleeding down there. And I hate it when girls use that excuse to take advantage of people.

So it’s best not to contradict myself.

But seriously, this is not a fun thing to wake up to.

My stomach hurts and all I feel like doing is curling up on my bed and declaring the day off and sleeping it off.

And you know, I heard woman GAIN weight during their period.

Something about water weight making you feel bloated and actually gain almost 5 pounds.

Did you read that? 5 POUNDS!! WITHIN ONE WEEK.

That is just cruel and unusual punishment.

And that is so annoying when I want to LOOSE weight.

But I don’t know, maybe if I manage to drink A LOT of water, I can loose the water weight after my period is over.

Yeah, while I am practically dying of cramps and cuddling with food because of random cravings.

Ughh, I picked the wrong morning to be a girl man.

I Swear There Is An Elephant Stuffed Up My Nose

Aaaachoo!

Boy, I hate being sick.

Didn’t I make a post about being sick a few weeks ago on here or something?

Well it’s happened again. And I think I know why.

I went to school today and it was pouring.

This was not just ordinary “romantic looking” rain, this was pouring like raining cats-and-dogs or fish-and-turtles, whatever kind of pets you want to use to describe it.

And wouldn’t you know, my genius brain forget to remind me to take an umbrella!

Actually, that’s not quite accurate.

When I was doing my hair this morning, I looked outside and saw the gloomy sky.

And I asked my mom if it was going to rain. (Never mind that she never checks the weather and I should probably just check it myself, but somehow I tend to believe  that because she’s my mother she should just know what Mother Nature is up to cuz well they’re both referred to as “mother”).

Well anyways, my mom said, “I don’t know, it probably will.”

And then I look at the mirror at my hair that looks kind of nice at the moment and I ask my mom, “Well I don’t want to mess up my hair, can I get an umbrella?” (Because obviously an umbrella is needed to protect your hair, along with preventing you from getting wet).

My mom tells me, “Well it’s not raining now, I don’t think it’ll rain too hard later, you should just go.”

Now I could’ve gotten up and looked for an umbrella myself.

Or the least I could’ve done was wear a hoodie.

But I just shrugged and grabbed my jacket to go out the door.

Only to come home drenched and sneezing and with a terribly stuffed nose.

And now I am sitting in bed studying for my trigonometry finals tomorrow and I am sneezing in the middle of each problem and I have wrapped a scarf around  my neck and face and did I mention it’s June and tomorrow’s my birthday also?

Ugh, life sucks.

Moral of the story: Don’t rely on your mother to give you accurate weather update. She’s just your mother, not mother nature.

Freaky Fitness #3 (The One That Never Happened)

Hey guys.. remember when I said I would do that fitness thing every Wednesday?

Well I’m still doing it and all, but it’s just, I didn’t do it this particular Wednesday. I promise you, I was totally going to do it. I had the sneakers, the socks, the t-shirt, and the hair tie. It’s just that, well I got a little bit distracted.

First of all, my friends were not there, they had to take a practice regents exam. And also, it is very hot right now in New York. I was sweating already just from walking through the hallway. A workout was not needed 😉

And also, in the cafeteria, they were playing Ping-Pong. I had never played Ping-Pong and today I found out why: I ultimately sucked at the game. But I guess that is because I have never played and am a newbie.

But I wanted to try it anyways. So I learned how to play, and I would love to say I caught on soon enough and didn’t make a fool out of myself. But I think lying on my personal blog would be kind of pathetic and foolish. So I’ll give you the truth: I did not catch on and I completely made a total fool of myself.

But you know what, I learned something new. So something came out of it. Maybe I didn’t work out this Wednesday. Maybe the next time this week when I look in the mirror and see a bulge of blubber I will regret it. But I will also remember how sweaty and tired I was coming off just after a Ping-Pong game- and I assure you, Ping-Pong is not thatmuch of a tiresome sport.

So the weather just wasn’t in favor. Not to mention I just wasn’t in favor.

So no freaky fitness this week I guess. At least I learned something, right? 😀

 

 

** Guys, I swear I could’ve sworn I published this yesterday, I guess it didn’t publish, really REALLY sorry about the delay