OK, time for a
confession. My name is Ascendant Justice and I hate the way I look.
There, I've said it. I've never been happy with the way I look. I
know everyone has hang-ups about their bodies but there are things
(like going to the beach) that I will specifically avoid. I don't
really care who's to 'blame' (media etc), all I care about is
becoming happy(er) with myself. I am happier than I was two years ago
as I've lost around 4.5 stone and my weight is now in the normal
range; but I still wouldn't be happy, for example, taking my shirt
off in front of other people.
I saw a picture on (I
think) failblog or the like that said “Life has no remote control.
You have to get up and change it yourself”. It sounds clichéd but
it is true. If I'm not happy with the way I look then I'm the only
one who's going to be able to change it. About this time last year I
joined the gym at uni. I did go regularly but I stuck to mainly the
treadmill and cross trainers and didn't really get anywhere. I did
the same things and not only was it boring but I didn't really see
any progress, so I stopped. I've joined again now with a renewed
determination. What is different this time? I've recently become
single and although I have no intention of getting into a
relationship soon, I wouldn't be happy with someone else seeing my
body. I've got the time to sort it out before that happens and so I'm
going to make the most of it. I succeeded with the weight loss when
at first I didn't think I could, so this won't be any different. First
thing to do is pay £10 for a fitness programme. That way I can
specify my goals and the fitness instructors will design a programme
to achieve those goals. I've taken various measurements so I can
compare my progress in a months time. That way I'll be able to see if
what I'm doing is working.
Vital statistics:
39” - chest
38” – waist (belly
button)
22” - thigh
11.5” – arm
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