I woke up at noon, had myself some Medifast poop soup, and then some ranch crackers. Two hours later, I had myself a cottage cheese cup! I need to drink more water, but I just weighed myself, and I’m at 153.8 or something, so I’m pretty happy with that. Oh, and just saying, my mom is not coming to the meetings, no matter what your manager says.
Respect.
I must admit, I’m kind of pissed off at you. I’ve been doing very well this week, I lost two pounds so far. Now I get a phone call telling me that my parents are going to attend the weight sessions? What am I? Five? I’m back on track, I’m 153.4 as of this morning, I feel like an ass hat already, you don’t have to rub it in by putting my parents to watch me get on a scale, they can do that already at home.
Follow www.zombieapocalypsechallenge.tumblr.com! Once I get a head count of everyone participating, the action can really begin!
Thanks for your support in helping to start this up!
I was hoping ten people would be interested, but I got more than expected! Please continue to watch my blog (you don’t have to follow me) so that I can post the link to the Zombie Apocalypse challenge! I will tag everything under the Zombie Apocalypse Challenge, so you can check there for news! I have the prizes all worked out! I will have the blog up and running first thing tomorrow!
Also, if anyone is interested in the Zombie Apocalypse Challenge, please message me! I want to get as many people as possible, who are dedicated to doing it, before I go and buy the prizes/make the blog!
I have an idea for weight loss that anyone could take part in, and it would be a ton of fun. I want to create a blog that is set in the times of the zombie apocalypse, where you have to eat what you can, and “run from the zombies”, and other activities that would give you a work out, while pretending that the brain munching dead are after you! For example, I would post things like: “You and your buddies are wandering around aimlessly, looking for something to occupy yourselves with, and you see a suit case lying under the rubble. Do two sets of weights to lift the ruins, and get to the case.” or “Holy shit! While you were sitting around the camp fire, sharing stories, when a few flesh choppers saw the smoke and found you! Run a mile to the next safe point!” The whole thing would go on for however long I decided, but, to people who I see are working hard, and losing weight while playing along, I would give out prizes from websites like Thinkgeek, and other zombie related toys. Maybe I would even throw in a grand prize, like new running shoes, or something crazy!
It was just a thought, but I really, really want to do it. Would anyone be interested in taking the Zombie Apocalypse Challenge?
Hehe. But as I was walking, I had an idea, a crazy, but brilliant idea.
I’ve gotten back on track! Yesterday was the first time I went eating all my Medifast food, and while I don’t think I got enough water, it’s a good start! I got on the scale this morning, and bam, 154! I lost a pound in a day just from eating the food! I had the medifast oatmeal for breakfast, and 4 cups of water as a side! I’m about to eat a bar, and then go for a three mile walk to the library! I’m totally determined to keep up with the medifast food, the water, and the exercise, because hot damn, I’m going to lose this weight, and I’m going to lose it now! I was very proud of myself yesterday, when my family went to a big picnic. Everyone there was eating hamburgers and hot dogs, and all this really fatty, heavy food, but I sat down at the table, with my trusty bar, ranch chips, and water, and had my own feast. It might taste like shit, but I know that I won’t regret it in a month! It feels good to finally be on track. Now, time to go change out of my pajamas, and into some good work out clothes!
Bikini weather isn’t coming any later, you know!
This is the scariest thing I have ever done in my life.
As I was going, I saw an old classmate of mine from middle school walking home from school. He was the most popular kid in the school, and a total jack ass. As I ran by, he looked me up and down with a disgusted look on his face. I made a face as I ran by, something really unattractive, and his jaw literally dropped to the ground. Such a rewarding run. Right now, I’m making myself a green tea to help with detox, enjoying a glass of water, and googling good recipes with tofu. Any ideas, my fitblr community?
I am so sick of being fat. I’m a sick of the long gazes at girls in bikinis, at myself in the mirror, at girls on the computer screen. I am sick of eating junk food. Of the bad, guilty feelings I get afterwards, of the lost satisfaction I feel after eating something unhealthy. I live once. Once. And I am wasting it on feeling guilty, fat, and helpless. Well you know what? No. No I am not. I am going to run. Everyday. Anytime that I can, I’ll be found running, or doing something healthy. I have gone to school every day, and looked around, feeling like the fattest ass in the room. I went to an amusement park, and watched my crush with some blonde skinny bimbo, and I know, in the bottom of my heart, everything society is, is a lie. It’s a joke. Skinny is a joke. Popularity is a joke. Everything I thought I wanted, it’s all a lie. But you know what isn’t? Fat. Fat is not a joke, in fact, it’s very real. And it affects almost half of America. What else isn’t a joke? Healthy. Skinny is a lie. Healthy, it’s real, but it’s so hard to achieve. I saw a blog that said “How to be healthy without really even trying”, and I was disgusted. Things that you strive for in life, they are hard fought, hard earned, and you do need to try. You need to work your ass off. So here I go, ready to work my ass off to get what I want. No dietary pills, no cheating, no starving, no anything that will impede me in my quest to get the body I want. And you’d better believe, when I come back to school, and I look at my crush, well, ex crush, and his girlfriend, I will laugh. Because I’m going to look great, and guess what? I have a personality to match.
Here we go, to a summer of fitness.
These past few days have been really hard. I’m afraid to get on the scale, and for that, I’m sorry. I got on the scale a few days ago, and it was my highest weight, and I burst into tears. I’ve been eating things that aren’t so good, because I don’t have the time to sit down and eat a salad or exercise like I should. I’m so busy with finals, all honors courses in a college preparatory school, that I am on a melt down. I’m sick of being fat, and it’s like I can’t get there. I see all these gorgeous skinny girls on Tumblr, and I think that’s supposed to make me feel motivated, to look like them, to be like them, to work hard, but it doesn’t. I feel horrible about my body, my weight, everything about myself I compare to these unrealistically skinny girls that society posts everywhere you look. It’s like they’ve burned it in my brain, if I don’t look a certain way, then I am not beautiful. And I know it shouldn’t be this way, that I should fee beautiful for who I am, and not what I look like. But it hurts so much. I look in the mirror, and I just want to take scissors and cut myself to pieces because I’m chubby. I want to be thin, but it feels like I can never get there, like it’s a brick wall, and someone just told me that I have to climb to the top to live. I want to, so bad that it’s killing me, but it isn’t physically possible. I can’t do it. What do I do?
What I’m trying to say here is, what would you guys think if I started a food blog, with healthy and delicious food, for vegans, vegetarians, and just healthy eaters. Would anyone be interested in helping, or just checking it out?
Every question someone asks me, I will drink one cup of water. I need eight cups total… Every day, and I need some motivation to do it.
Hell, I’ll even throw in a doodle with the answer.
Bring it on!
I’m down two pounds <3 Just thought you should know! I got on the scale this morning, and my eyes nearly bulged out of my head, because it read 157. I had a mini heart attack, until I realized… Oh. I’m wearing sweat pants, a sweat shirt, and thick clothes… Needless to say, I got on with my (neon) boy shorts and undershirt, and bam. 154. The pride? Yeah, I’m feeling it. I also have a bit of a confession to make. I haven’t been sticking to the medifast food as well as I’d like, since school has been so hectic, but I’m back on it now, and sticking to it! In just two days of eating the medifast food, I’ve lost two pounds! Pretty crazy, eh? Anyway, I’m sitting home sick, working on more homework than I can handle, and I think I’ll take my dog for a two mile walk again today! I do love my walks… Anywho, I went to Hershey, and guess what!
I brought you back something! Just as a little thank you ;) It probably isn’t the best to bring your dietary consultant something fattening, but you know, what the hell.
See you in two days, hope to be down to 152 by then!
