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Of late, my interests have been directed wholly towards physical fitness and nutrition. I’ve recovered from my natural hair obsession (remember the epic breakdown I suffered when I cut my hair?) went to curly hair rehab, and am now fully obsessed with transforming into the most fit version of myself as I enter my late 40’s.
Over the past few years, I’ve gained an excessive amount of weight for my body type, and I am now at a point in my life where the yo-yo dieting just needs to end. Over the years, I would workout furiously to be bathing suit ready for summer. Then once I hit my goal, I would eat my way through fall to store up a good chunk of fat to enter hibernation in the winter. I’m totally convinced I’m a resurrected squirrel. Year in and year out I performed this cycle to my detriment.
Let’s keep it real- I was LAZY and didn’t summon up the will power to maintain my weight. I didn’t want to get up early in the morning to exercise because my bed was far more appealing. It was my siren call to sleep heaven. I also didn’t feel like denying myself all of the sweet and salty treats I love to indulge in because, hey, who likes deprivation? I sure don’t. You will never see this gal participating in anything extreme like a master cleanse, or “no solids for a month” type diet. THIS HERE BODY WAS MADE TO EAT, AND EAT I SHALL.
Unfortunately once you reach a certain age (ahem, over 35) your metabolism starts to slow down, body parts start to ache, you feel twinges you never felt before, and that slight squishy belly your lovely children bequeathed you at birth, suddenly rivals Homer Simpson’s paunch. That is not a good look. For me anyway.
I declare I am now on a “permanent” fitness quest and my ultimate goal is to gain a six pack for the first time in my life. I want ABS for DAYS. I want my belly to be rock hard. I want to be able to kick a man’s ass if I want to! I want to survive a ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.
Most importantly, I want to be fit and strong, not only for my heath but for my children. They need their momma. Diabetes and hypertension runs in my family and I’ve been toying with my health. No more! I’ve lost 30 pounds since March and have a few more to lose. But the abbbbbbsssss have yet to come.
I’ll keep you posted. What journey are you on? Comment below!
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