why am i always so motivated to run at night when it’s the most dangerous ugh
i need a male running buddy to go on late night runs with
yes i like that idea quite a bit
third nalgene today, like a boss. that’s like 3 litres of water. ooh yeah.
also just some thoughts: i don’t like numbers. i don’t like scales and words like “less” or “more” or “fat” or “ugly”. i like words like “aware” and “healthy” and “beautiful” and “proud”.
no matter how hard i tried at home, i could never make my quads sore. if i ran, hiked, biked, or did weights- none of it ever made them sore.
BUT this weekend i had a camp with the other exchange students. it was one of the best ones i’ve ever been to; we felt like such a family. we stayed a ten minute walk away from the beach, so we went out walking in the woods a lot. there were the first legitimate hills i’d seen in MONTHS, and it was so great to feel my legs working again.
we did a scavenger hunt, and i was on a team with two other guys. we wanted to be the fastest team so we ran the whole way which was pretty hard for me, but i still did it. anyhow, i woke up yesterday morning and i could hardly use my legs. my core was really sore too. at first i thought that was because i am really really sick, and it might have contributed, but either way, they’re sore and i’m happy!
ALSO, some exciting news: my next host family has a summer house on the west coast of sweden and they tell me there are mountains there! of course, i am only expecting hills, because it’s sweden, but i am still happy!
okay guys, let’s get real.
here’s something that’s really hard about being a foreign exchange student: you gain a lot of weight.
i would say i’ve put on about 7 or more KILOS this year. but that’s ok! i am trying all these new foods and it’s completely normal to gain when you’re out of your regular schedule.
even though i am eating a lot healthier lately, there are still struggles. this morning when i was shaving my legs i found a new stretch mark, red and torn, on my upper thigh. for the first time in a very very long time i felt triggered.
so guess what i did? i went to my room and grabbed a sharpie. i wrote “worth it” over the mark. even though my brain was telling me to do something much worse, i pushed those thoughts away and covered up the trigger with a positive message instead.
to be honest, if i did this with every part of my body i’m not happy with, i would have a lot of sharpie on me. but i know that once i get home i will be healthier, and that what i am going through is normal for exchangies. so for now, i’m gonna enjoy swedish food while i can and work on loving myself.
i feel like i made a really big step today and thought i should share :)
turns out you have to be coordinated to do zumba… most awkward workout class of my life
i need to run again. that’s what i am okay at.
breakfast: 1/2 cup granola with water, heated to make hot cereal. 1 cup green tea, two cups water.
lunch: about 1.5 cup frozen peas (only veg we have in the house… sad day.) blood orange, and 1 piece cracker bread (knäkebröd) with a bit of butter. two cups water, probably too much coffee (1.5 mugs full ugh)
saving calories for dinner because it’s always suuuuuper calorific in this house
this could get risky but i think it will be good to check
weighed in at a little less this morning,73.4kg as opposed to 73.7 last week. i am happy with this considering how i ate this week.
i think i’m committed now.
eats today:
bfast: granola, .25 cup milk, almond slices
lunch: steamed mixed veggies with chili sauce, .25 cup almonds
also coffee this morning, two cups of tea, and water in between bringing me to 7 cups liquid so far
whoop!
breakfast: granola, milk, and sliced almonds on top for some protein
lunch: stir “fry” (meaning i added a bit of oil) of frozen wok veggies, some corn, and about 1/4 cup almonds for protein
current water total: 6 cups
awaiting dinner which is always the worst part of the day… we will see.
otherwise today has been dandy!
going to give MMA a shot tomorrow… going with one of my guy friends. we’ll see how it is.
honestly i just need someone to tell me that i look fine. that i’m pretty. that i’m nice or kind or worth their time.
you know when someone uploads facebook photos and they’re incredibly unflattering?
yeah, i have rolls of fat. rolls.
it’s been so long since i’ve felt this shitty about myself.
if i try and talk to my friends about it they tell me to stop complaining. i dont think they realize how fragile my self respect and self confidence is.
i hate this. and i hate my body right now.
You can call me Marie.
Stats:
5'6''
HW: 153
SW: 150
CW: 136.4
GW1: 140- 5/4/2011
GW2: 135
GW3: 125
UGW: 120, and we'll see how I feel when I get there :)
Other goals: abs of steel, defined arms, killer calves, toned thighs, and a mile time under 9:00
Days healthy: 12
I am FITBLR. I promote a healthy lifestyle and healthy habits.