Beautifully flawed

May, 2011 I found myself sitting in my closet boo-hooing because I was miserable in my own skin and NOTHING fit. I would love to blame the weight gain on having had 5 children but really it was me and my lifestyle that got me to 205 pounds. How could I have let this happen? I couldn't keep up with my children, I was tired and out of breath, swimming was out of the question (are you crazy? Wear a bathing suit!!!) I didn't want my hubby to see me naked, heck, I didn't want to see me naked.

I started like most on here, plugged in my numbers, wanted the weight gone asap, ate less, drank water, and walked as fast and as much as I could, weight fell off at a nice clip. I did eat my exercise calories, but looking back I should have upped my calories by a few hundred because imo MFP sets you a little low. I was netting around 1400 a day. I am 5' 9" and was hungry all the time (duh). After 25 pounds fell off I decided to learn how to run and began the C25K program in August 2011. The first time out I thought my heart would explode. 60 seconds of running and I was dying, but I kept pushing myself. I was in pain, sore and at times didn't think I had it in me. I finished the C25K program out of sheer stubborness October 2011 and weighed 169. I kept reading and seeing other post about calories and how much to eat and realized my body needed more. I wasn't eating enough so I began eating around 1600-1800 cals net. I weighed 159 by Christmas, but I wasn't totally thrilled with some of the changes, sure I could run and found enjoyment in that, I looked pretty good in clothes, people were noticing, but I knew I could do better. Strength training was the missing key and l found my way to the free weights aka man cave section of the gym, this changed everything for me. Lifting heavy like a beast, now weighing 149 and wearing size 4/6 jean, I am so happy with my results. Recently I have taken up boxing, another challenge and something I never thought I would do. I still run 4-5 miles about 2 days a week or box, I lift heavy 3 days a week and I eat like a boss, 1900-2500 a day. This summer I rocked a bikini (in my head I rocked it).

I'm not done, I want to be stronger, faster, and better. My goals now are more fitness related. I am comfortable in my own skin and I know I am beautifully flawed, some things I cannot change but the things I can, I will. Just watch me.



Rocking my bikini this summer.



Happy being beautifully flawed.