52 in 52
Hello friend!
My name is Alisha, nice to meet you! I'm a 24 year old culinary school graduate with a love for all things nerdy. I have many passions, but among the biggest are reading, writing, hiking and my four fur-children (two dogs, a cat and a hamster)!
Now that you know a little bit about me, I guess it's time to dive off the deep end.
At 24 years old, I'm the heaviest I've ever been (weighing in at 192lbs), and the large majority of it has been gained in the last couple of years. I was never a super small girl growing up, I danced for most of my younger life but I was always a little bit on the chubby side because let's face it, I like food. So while I can admit that I'm considerably less active than I was as a kid, and I bet you if we looked at my body fat content it would tell you that I'm technically obese for a 24 year old girl at about 5'6"... I'm not really doing anything about it.
I like to pretend that I am, but I'm really not. I buy cute athletic leggings and bright coloured gym shoes. I have a gym membership card on my keyring. I even convince myself that I'm going to eat better and buy healthy(ish) food. But I'm not really doing anything to get in shape and be healthier. It's all about appearances.
I want to look good.
I want to be comfortable.
I want to be confident.
I want to be sexy.
I want to get in shape.
I want to be healthy.
At least, I think I want to.
It's hard to say sometimes, because honestly when it comes down to it, I'm just really lazy. I know that's not a good excuse, but isn't that what we all lack? Motivation? Pizza gets delivered to your front door and all the movies and tv shows you could want are at the tips of your fingers. Who wants to go to the gym after a long day at work when there's things like Netflix. Ah, my dear friend Netflix.
But I'm not comfortable. I'm not comfortable in the clothes I wear. I'm not comfortable being in public around lots of people. I'm not comfortable being naked in front of my boyfriend. I hate my body and I hate the way that I look and the way that I feel. And I'm tired of hating myself. It's too damn exhausting. Hate might be a strong word, so maybe we'll say I strongly dislike my body, but hate is definitely a close second.
My goal weight for right now is 140lbs. And I'm giving myself a year to get there. Thus brings us to my '52 in 52' challenge. By June 1st of 2018 I want to feel confident and comfortable in a bathing suit. I want to feel comfortable wearing a cute sundress and shorts. I want to go hiking in a sports bra and not be self conscious (hopefully) about my belly or arm fat.
I want to be a better, healthier version of me.
1lb a week. It's healthy (I think). It's doable (I think). It's a slow-and-steady mindset that wont discourage me right from the get go. I think.
So this is me, holding myself accountable. I would like to post updates of what I'm eating, what I'm cutting out, what I'm working on in the gym, and what my current weight is. If nothing else, it will be nice to look back at this when it's all said and done and see how far I've come. (Hopefully).
xo
AW
My name is Alisha, nice to meet you! I'm a 24 year old culinary school graduate with a love for all things nerdy. I have many passions, but among the biggest are reading, writing, hiking and my four fur-children (two dogs, a cat and a hamster)!
Now that you know a little bit about me, I guess it's time to dive off the deep end.
At 24 years old, I'm the heaviest I've ever been (weighing in at 192lbs), and the large majority of it has been gained in the last couple of years. I was never a super small girl growing up, I danced for most of my younger life but I was always a little bit on the chubby side because let's face it, I like food. So while I can admit that I'm considerably less active than I was as a kid, and I bet you if we looked at my body fat content it would tell you that I'm technically obese for a 24 year old girl at about 5'6"... I'm not really doing anything about it.
I like to pretend that I am, but I'm really not. I buy cute athletic leggings and bright coloured gym shoes. I have a gym membership card on my keyring. I even convince myself that I'm going to eat better and buy healthy(ish) food. But I'm not really doing anything to get in shape and be healthier. It's all about appearances.
I want to look good.
I want to be comfortable.
I want to be confident.
I want to be sexy.
I want to get in shape.
I want to be healthy.
At least, I think I want to.
It's hard to say sometimes, because honestly when it comes down to it, I'm just really lazy. I know that's not a good excuse, but isn't that what we all lack? Motivation? Pizza gets delivered to your front door and all the movies and tv shows you could want are at the tips of your fingers. Who wants to go to the gym after a long day at work when there's things like Netflix. Ah, my dear friend Netflix.
But I'm not comfortable. I'm not comfortable in the clothes I wear. I'm not comfortable being in public around lots of people. I'm not comfortable being naked in front of my boyfriend. I hate my body and I hate the way that I look and the way that I feel. And I'm tired of hating myself. It's too damn exhausting. Hate might be a strong word, so maybe we'll say I strongly dislike my body, but hate is definitely a close second.
My goal weight for right now is 140lbs. And I'm giving myself a year to get there. Thus brings us to my '52 in 52' challenge. By June 1st of 2018 I want to feel confident and comfortable in a bathing suit. I want to feel comfortable wearing a cute sundress and shorts. I want to go hiking in a sports bra and not be self conscious (hopefully) about my belly or arm fat.
I want to be a better, healthier version of me.
1lb a week. It's healthy (I think). It's doable (I think). It's a slow-and-steady mindset that wont discourage me right from the get go. I think.
So this is me, holding myself accountable. I would like to post updates of what I'm eating, what I'm cutting out, what I'm working on in the gym, and what my current weight is. If nothing else, it will be nice to look back at this when it's all said and done and see how far I've come. (Hopefully).
xo
AW
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