Visiting my Family: and my relationship with food

I’m home for the holidays! Which means my mother is trying so hard to make me eat and try all this crazy food.

Thankfully my step dad just bought a cycling bike for the family

I’m not a huge fan of cycling but it’s a nice workout, until your butt gets sore, let’s be honest.

I’m thankful I am still motivated to workout, especially around the holiday season. This is usually where people drop off due to all the food they wanna eat. We all say “I’ll get back to it after the holidays!”

NO!

Can’t go back to old habits and letting myself slip up and gaining everything I have worked so hard to lose.

Anyone else have to focus themselves on their goals, to help them overcome these desires?

I usually keep a journal, not a food diary or anything. I keep on just to kinda filter my thoughts and maybe see why I want to eat so much. Am I stressed? Sad? Celebrating?

I really try to see my relationship with food and just realize it’s food. It’s not a person and food doesn’t make me happy, and I don’t need food to reassure me.

For anyone who knows me, knows I struggle a lot with my relationship with food. I use it as a crutch and see it as a friend, not as a source to live and grow.

I am hoping this year I can come to terms and end my bad relationship with food, and just enjoy my life without worrying about food and wanting to eat my feelings.

Question: do you still go out to the bar?

I get this question ALL the time.

To be frank, no.

Alcoholic drinks are loaded with sugar and empty calories. Also I know how I am when I drink: I want to eat EVERYTHING. And I’m usually not craving a salad. It’s pizza, anything greasy, and completely bad for me.

I usually ONLY drink on special occasions such as my birthday or recently for a graduation party. I’m 22 so I get made fun of all the time since I should be “living it up.”

Sorry guys I rather be at the gym. And if I’m not, I’m not trying to set myself back and all the hard work I did for the week to blow it on some drinks.

I do however have “cheat days” but alcohol is one of those things I have cut out and it’s made a huge difference.

Have you all ever experienced this?

Transformation: legs

Here is a transformation of my legs.

Oddly enough I actually like leg day 💀 my legs I feel are the strongest part of my body and the ones I can really see a difference in.

The top picture is when I did mostly cardio and the bottom was taken yesterday after I had done some leg work.

It’s the little things ❤️

Day 2: leg press woes

Day two:

Today is my second post for my fitness blog.

Last night I reached a PR, which was actually by mistake.

I did the sled (leg press) last night. When I sat to do the first rep, it definitely seemed heavier than I thought. I did the first set of ten and realized I was pressing 400 pounds.

Now let me say my PR before that was 360 pounds. So 40 pound PR was pretty impressive since I didn’t plain on going that heavy.

Sadly though, I did 3 sets of ten and now my legs feel like complete jello.

Has anyone else done this? Just completely surprised themselves with how strong they are?

Introducing myself 💌

Hey all!
My name is Emily and I am very new to this.

I wanted to introduce myself and start by saying that my weight loss journey has not been easy but it’s worth it.

I started at 240 pounds, 40% body fat and was very unhappy with myself.

Believe it or not I have no idea how much I weigh currently. I stopped weighing myself months ago when I finally got down to 185 pounds and 25% body fat.

I wanted to focus on MYSELF and trust the process, not just the number on the scale. Which is possibly the hardest thing to do. I want to work hard and work in silence. The scale does not have to tell me how to feel that day. I can wake up and be sore, and confident that what I’m am doing is working.

Through this journey I have been working on how I view myself and learning to love everything about me, flaws and all.

I hope that my journey will touch someone else. Or inspire them to keep going even if they are about to throw in the towel.

Keep going. Hard work DOES pay off