First of all, I want to thank you guys for your unending support. I never suspected that I’d get such amazing responses to me just trying to improve my life. I think it’s great that I’m helping so many girls while you guys are helping me out, too. I read all of your comments and take them all into consideration. It was after quite a few people bought up exercise – and my fellow CC girl wrote an blog about it – that I decided to finally suck it up, pack my bag, and head to the gym.
Gyms utterly terrified me, and I’d never really been in one (at least not for a serious period of time) before this Monday. I tagged along with my mom, who has a lifetime membership to Balley’s. After putting on Foo Fighter’s In Your Honor – coincidentally not only a great therapy song but also awesome for working out – I headed to the first thing that I was comfortable with: the bikes.
While I was on the bikes, I looked around at everyone. A big part of my gym-phobia consisted of me worrying that people were staring at me, wondering what that fat girl was doing taking up the machines during prime gym time. So imagine how much it surprised and comforted me that, just like in the real world, no one really cared about what I was doing. There were even a handful of people who were significantly more out of shape than I was. Everyone else was far too busy trying to be more in shape themselves to worry about me. Read More »




Too late to completely
Long gone are the days of gross, cardboard-like tasting “diet food.” I can remember when the only supposedly healthy alternatives to regular food were things like
For the longest time, I stayed away from the weight room at my gym.
Okay, you have three whole months before returning back to campus in the fall. That is a solid amount of time to get your ass in shape. During my freshman year of college, I definitely took advantage of all the wonderful food that my dining hall had to offer and partook in late night pizza binges.
After a month of good-bye dinners with friends, hungover brunches at the local diners following those last precious nights of college craziness, and constant drinking leading up to graduation, my body hated me to say the least. I was determined that the month spent at home would be for detox and include strict dieting and exercise to get my health somewhat back on track before venturing out into the real world.