My Weight Loss

This is a self motivation blog.
A place where I can vent, rant and express feeling about this journey.
I know I have a long way to go,but I am determined to do it. I am just going to take things step by step.
SW: 260lbs
CW:260lbs
GW:190lbs
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pudgy-to-pretty:

shannonsmotivation:

reallyfitandthin:

prettywildhealthy:

i dont mind them, theyre a part of me :)

We all do

grrrr i have tiger stripes on my booty ;)

That damn sexy trying to get out
freshcleanfit:

I get a lot of asks about very specific things, such as the exact time that should be spent on this machine, the exact number of reps for toned abs, the exact amount of calories that one should be eating, etcetera. 
So I just wanted to address the best kept secret in the weight loss community: THERE IS NO SECRET! There are so many magazines, supplements, magic berries, you name it, that claim that they will help you “lose 20 pounds in a week!” and all of that jazz. And yes, some celebrity or other may have lost weight doing it that one time before she had to wear that swimsuit for that one thing. But unless you’re going to live on cayenne pepper and lemonade for the rest of your life, just give yourself a break and take it slow! Don’t stress so much over the little things! 
Weight loss is a journey, and not an easy one. And it requires a lot of effort. But it shouldn’t consume you in a negative way! As long as you’re keeping your tummy happy with nutritional foods, moving your feet, pushing yourself, and remembering to take time to relax and love yourself, you will eventually see results. I wish that I could give you a philosopher’s stone or a magic potion that would get your body “bikini ready,” but sadly, there’s just no such thing. Just hang in there, stay strong, and don’t be afraid to reach out to your fellow fitblrs!
If you are aged 14-27 and own a fitblr, please reblog this so I can go follow you

(Source: shapemytorso)

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When I lose this weight, I don’t expect to have a boyfriend who will love me forever. I don’t expect a better job or lots of money. I don’t expect for all the guys that rejected me to come crawling back or for the mean girls who called me fat to apologize. You know what I expect? Confidence within myself so all the above will not mean crap to me. I expect to walk with my head up high and happy.
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