Lougarry
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Day: 1
Feeling: Frustrated
I'm Louggary, 29 years old. Used to be very fit until a series of events (bad relationship, low self esteme...you know, the 'usual' stuff). About five years ago I managed to get my act together, lost about four stone, started meeting new people, took up pole fitness and finally, in a very happy place I met the love of my life and we started exploring the world together. Then I had a pretty serious injury to my left arm which left me unable to do most physical activity and in the boredum I turned back to comfort eating and started slipping back into depression.
Today though I have had enough. I deserve better than what I am doing to myself and I'm sick of taumenting myself for how I look. Everyone has to have a goal and early next year my partner and I turn 30 so to celebrate we are going on a two week safari in Tanzania. Today after work I marched into a store that I had seen a pair of trousers that I liked for the safari and bought them...two sizes to small.
So that is my aim. I think two sizes is probably just under two stone but who knows. All I know is that those trousers are tiny haha! I'm already hungry, or at least my mind is making me think I am because I'm stressing out, so instead of caving or trying to surpress my feelings I thought I would find a place I could rant and get all the crazy out. Hopefully this is the right place.
Right now I'm seriously considering going to bed so I can hide from the urges to binge, however that can't happen until I've done some sit ups. I hate sit ups and have developed a bit of a cold so most movements make me cough. Fun fun fun!
Feeling: Frustrated
I'm Louggary, 29 years old. Used to be very fit until a series of events (bad relationship, low self esteme...you know, the 'usual' stuff). About five years ago I managed to get my act together, lost about four stone, started meeting new people, took up pole fitness and finally, in a very happy place I met the love of my life and we started exploring the world together. Then I had a pretty serious injury to my left arm which left me unable to do most physical activity and in the boredum I turned back to comfort eating and started slipping back into depression.
Today though I have had enough. I deserve better than what I am doing to myself and I'm sick of taumenting myself for how I look. Everyone has to have a goal and early next year my partner and I turn 30 so to celebrate we are going on a two week safari in Tanzania. Today after work I marched into a store that I had seen a pair of trousers that I liked for the safari and bought them...two sizes to small.
So that is my aim. I think two sizes is probably just under two stone but who knows. All I know is that those trousers are tiny haha! I'm already hungry, or at least my mind is making me think I am because I'm stressing out, so instead of caving or trying to surpress my feelings I thought I would find a place I could rant and get all the crazy out. Hopefully this is the right place.
Right now I'm seriously considering going to bed so I can hide from the urges to binge, however that can't happen until I've done some sit ups. I hate sit ups and have developed a bit of a cold so most movements make me cough. Fun fun fun!
