I am a fighter. I am a survivor of domestic abuse. I am a mom. I am a (soon to be) wife. I am just like any other woman who’s sick of carrying around a huge amount of extra weight.
I started this weight loss journey earlier this year with the realization that I don’t want to die. Sure I want to be healthy and active and pull off a kick ass pair of jeans, but more than that I want to run with my kids, dance at the their weddings, walk their children and set a good example.
I now have a little more physical focus to go along with mental piece of mind, I have to fit in to a stunning little white dress in just under a year from now.
I have set a goal, one season to lose 10% of my current body weight. One season at a time. In January, I will set a new short term goal. The end result is the important part, healthy, happy and alive.
I’m struggling right now with the weight loss, the scale hasn’t budged in weeks. I’m at boot camp twice a week, but I feel like that’s actually counterproductive! I work my butt off there, I do more and push myself harder than I do at the gym. The problem is, I’m so exhausted at the end of it, I skip my 6 am cardio the next morning.
I need a kick internet, hold me accountable!