Fighting for Fit

Sometimes my dad can be really frustrating. He keeps asking how much more weight I plan to lose and that I’m “already as skimpy” as I “should want to be.” Like, what does that even mean?

This is a journey, a process. This isn’t about reaching a goal and stopping. It’s about becoming the healthiest person I can be, the strongest, the most confident. The best version of myself. Don’t tell me to stop just because you think I already look “fine.”

I’m lucky that I am self-motivated. Thank goodness I don’t rely on other people’s opinions to determine how hard I work or how I view myself. I know that I still have fat to burn, I know that I can be stronger. 

I want to wear a bikini in the summer, I want to not have a little pooch of fat when I sit down, I want to be able to wear the cute clothes and styles. I want to be able to knock someone out in the ring. And I’m getting there, but I can still make progress.

So, I just ignore his comments and smile to myself, thinking, “You think I look good now, but you’ll see. I am not going to stop until I look and feel fantastic, until I’m satisfied with my health and exude confidence.”

Health is individual, don’t try and shove your concepts of fitness or beauty or health on someone else. Let them motivate themselves, that is the only way to achieve your goals.

I haven’t use a belt in a while, but now my size 14 jeans are very loose so I brought it back out today. And guess what, I went from having to use the first hole to using the fourth hole.

Sometimes I think I should have taken measurements at the beginning of this process, just to track progress. But at the same time do I really need something else to obsess about in the numbers department. No, I can see my results on my body and in little everyday things like the way that this belt fits. So I am plenty content. 

Hey Fitblrs! What are you guys asking for presents for Christmas?