I have to finish an essay and submit it online.
The hopefully swim and lift
and then go to classes
and then work (I WAS PLANNING ON GOING TO YOGA WITH THIS GUY TONIGHT BUT THEN I REALIZED I HAVE TO WORK UGHHHH I WAS REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO IT)
kill me now
Halloween zumba with my favorite instructor, Stef!!! I give that woman major props for teaching zumba while pregnant
It’s Halloween and I can’t concentrate on another damn thing.
Too bad you can’t see my awesome heels in this pic!!!
Posted this on facebook today :)
On the left, I have a couple pictures from back in June of this year. As you can tell in the bigger picture, I was pretty much a mess. I would drag myself to school every day (with a lot of trouble, I could barely wake up in the morning). I would give hardly any effort to schoolwork or social interaction. I was really a mess. I couldn’t concentrate in class (or anything, for that matter), I couldn’t maintain a relationship, I couldn’t keep a meal down, I hated my body, I couldn’t sit down for more than half an hour at a time, and everything I did was compulsive. I practically begged my parents to take me to the hospital because I was so desperate about how my life was going. The smaller was from the Colts Neck prom, where I glued a fake smile on my face and pretended to have a good time while I was really hurting deep inside.
On the right are pictures from the last couple of days. I can’t even begin to explain how much I’ve changed. I wake up every day with a purpose. I make the most out of every single day. I go to class, I socialize, I do things because I WANT to, because they make me happy, instead of because I feel like I have to. I take time out of the day to help people instead of moping about myself, and that more than anything motivates me to keep going strong. I love my body and I don’t care about my weight anymore, because I have faith in my body and myself, that if I do my best it will all work out. Pretty much everything I COULDN’T do in June, I can do now. And now, the smile is real. I’m happy. I’m happy because I control my life. I CHOOSE to be happy, and that’s what makes me happy. I’m confident, I take pride in my appearance and the outfits I pick out, and I work out not to lose weight or simply burn calories but to feel good about myself and train for races and be part of a team.
I didn’t realize it was possible to change so much in such a short period of time. I’m beyond thrilled with how far I’ve come and where my life is going
It’s always darkest before the dawn.
oh here’s that pic from my 10 mile race last weekend
i blame my shitty time on the fact that i blasted the first mile in 6:57 UGH
because like a couple weeks ago i did a run at about that average pace and it was 10 miles and i considered it an easy run WTF
i am in such a running slump right now
i might take a bit of a break before getting back into the gear for the marathon next month