There’s something to be said for having a platform to keep you accountable when it comes to your fitness journey. It’s so easy to fall off track because “oh no one is going to know I didn’t go to the gym today”, “no one will know I ate these three doughnuts”, “I really don’t feel up for the gym today but that’s okay because it’s not like anyone is counting on me.” Do you know what can fix all of that? A support network. Maybe it’s not a best friend or your parents. Maybe it’s some random people on the internet who are looking forward to your content every day and are going to support you through it all.
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Instagram is becoming an ever-popular option people are turning to in order to keep themselves accountable. But you know what I think is an even better option? A blog. Okay yes I may be a little biased because blogging did change my life, but honestly, there’s so much more to be said with blog content than Instagram posts.
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The gym has changed me. The gym has changed me not just physically, but also mentally. I no longer look at myself, critiquing my body every time I pass by a mirror. I don’t hate how big my calves are in comparison to my thighs. I no longer feel the need to find something wrong with my body. I spent too many days, months, and years disliking parts of my body hoping it’d magically fix itself overnight. Guess what? It won’t.
Body confidence had been an issue for a while. I’ve always been a small, petite person, but people always commented how I needed to put on weight because I looked too small or how I was so short or how my hair looked better straight than curly. Yeah those comments bothered me, but they bothered me more when I gained 10 pounds freshman year. I know 10 pounds may not seem like a lot of weight to some people, but I went into my freshman year weighing 110 pounds, and that 10 pound gain is close to almost 10% of my body weight. My freshman year was more difficult than good – struggling to fit in, not getting along with floor mates, and feeling isolated and lonely. Add a 10% weight gain to that, and life was awful. I felt terrible about the way I looked, wishing the weight would just go away. KEEP READING “A Fitness Journey Never Ends”
Today I’m going to get a little more personal than I usually do in my posts. I am talking about fitness, my struggles and triumphs with fitness, and how it’s changed my outlook on life. I feel that sometimes, especially with girls, we think that we have to have this perfect body, that we can’t gain weight, and that if you don’t fit a specific stereotype, it’s not okay. Today I want to share how none of that is true and that all that really matters is your own happiness, whether that be from working out or sitting on the couch devouring a bag of chips (because tbh, both of those things make me very happy).
The world paints a really distorted view of being healthy or being in shape. Society highlights all of these teeny tiny models with itty bitty waists and that’s our view of healthy. Now, I’m not saying that these models aren’t healthy. KEEP READING “My Fitness Journey”