Would You Like A Salad With That?
Hoping you'll find motivation in my determination to be fit and live a healthy lifestyle.
SW: 175ish lbs
CW: 140 lbs
GW: 130 lbs
UGW: 125 lbs
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I was totally not expecting a moment like that so soon. So, I got to touch your hand. And we made eye contact at the same time. I swear this is so foolish and outrageous, but there was something. We didn’t exchange words like you did with everyone else. I couldn’t speak and you didn’t act like you. We just looked at each other. And I saw you drinking tea, and I couldn’t resist. So I had some too :)
I was a good night. More comforting and less stressful than I had envisioned. Thank you, for giving me something to focus on and enjoy thinking about. ♥
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You look very beautiful at prom!! To me you look very fit,happy and confident!! Don't let the stress of working out to be skinner get to you :) just thought ill say that!! have a wonderful day
Asked by Anonymous
Thank you, anon. There are positive anons out there! That was so sweet! I don’t get why you have to hide, but really. Thanks. It’s harder than it sounds, but I try hard :)
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I really did. My date was very sweet, I felt beautiful and confident, and I danced my ass off without a care. I got to see a person that I really care about, but unfortunately didn’t have the option of even acknowledging them. It was ok. I’m used to it.
I ate a lot of junk in the last 24 hours. Cookies, brownies, bread. It’s only reminded me why I choose to eat so healthy. But it’s really frustrating. The picture I posted was one of few I can comfortable look at. When I look at a few others, it’s like, where’s all my hard work. Where are the salads, the crap I passed up, the evidence of hours of dance, Jillian Michaels, tennis, and no dinner? I don’t look toned at all. I’ve been putting a lot of work into my arms and they’ve never felt stronger and thinner and these pictures…God, I look like I eat McDonalds. I haven’t in years. It’s hurtful to know that I don’t look as good as I feel and that people who eat shit everyday look better than I do. I have recitals coming up, but I feel like nothing is going to help me…
Once tennis is over, it’s back to Jillian. Tomorrow, it’s back to healthy. Hopeful I can get back to happy too.
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Photoset reblogged from So fucking special.
Three days ago, I loathed you. I used to dream about you getting hit by a cab. Or poisoned. Then we had our little adventure up in Alaska and things started to change. Things changed when we kissed. And when you told me about your tattoo. Even when you checked me out when we were naked. But I didn’t realize any of this, until I was standing alone… in a barn… wife-less. Now, you can imagine my disappointment when it suddenly dawned on me that the woman I love is about to be kicked out of the country. So Margaret. Marry me. Because I’d like to date you.
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Photo reblogged from Healthy is always better
and it does… i often wonder how i got here… to this place
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Post reblogged from "Losing all hope was freedom"
Victoria: “How do you say ‘idiot’ in Italian?”
Betty White: “Hell if I know.”
Victoria: *in an Italian accent* “Hellifiknow.”
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All I know, is when that music turns on at class day, within seconds my family will look at each other and be like “WTF?”
I’ll be on stage completely alone, dancing by myself for the first time.
No one will be expecting it. It will be astonishing. I’ve worked so hard and am putting in hours of practice and taking the time needed to fully get each step as opposed to changing it, slowing it down, or simplifying. I know I can do more than anyone thinks I can. I can do more than I think I can. I’m proving it. Showin’ dem bitches ;)
