At least that’s what I’m trying to do.
Forget Freshman 15. I’ve gained the College Career 20. Come to think of it, I think I lost weight my first semester here.
If you look closely at my stomach and arms and thighs, it’s clear that I fell off the deep end in terms of health and eating. But thankfully, for the last three or four months, fast food hasn’t been in my diet (unless I’m almost dead, or we’re driving to California).
Eating healthy was the easy part. (Disclaimer: the only times I would eat out was to review a restaurant for my internship.) The whole working out part has been the uphill climb.
Every Monday it was “Today,” or “Ok, next week.” After passing up top after top in my closet because I no longer for them, I knew it was time.
I started working out yesterday with the bestie. It was hard, but I know it’s going to be worth it.
In a couple weeks I will post a before and progress pictures in hopes that my struggling journey can help someone else.