From what I noticed last year, watching what I ate made a whole lot of difference than the times when I ate whatever I wanted. Maybe that’s why I’ve gained 5 pounds of muscle and fat this past 5 months. Today I ate a lot. Mainly chicken and rice and oreos plus milk and water. But that was about 2000 calories in total, which I was supposed to consume, especially for a person who runs at least 3 miles for 5 days.
Sunday: I am fasting. It’s all about water and hoping God will cleanse me spiritually. :)
Monday: I have to eat breakfast. Because breakfast gets your body ready for the crap Highschool will fling at you. Then I won’t eat until 5th period, in which I will munch on a banana and drink a full bottle of water. The goal here is to keep my stomach small, so that I won’t have to be hungry that much. Intervals are hellish though, so I might eat more than a banana for lunch.
Tuesday: Recovery run, probably Vista Del Val, so hillz. :( Same thing as monday, but I’ll have to eat less than 1000 calories.
Wednesday: A bit easier run, maybe a long run. <1000
Thursday: Track meet: Palisades and San Pedro, so a fosho’ loss already.. :( oh wells, preseason.
Friday: depends on how horrible I did on Thursday. If it was extremely horrible, I would do my ladder intervals after the given workout. If I break my PR next week, then I would do less of an interval. Either way, intervals will be on this day. I will only eat an orange and then collapse on my bed.
Saturday: <1000 lots of water and work on homework
After about a year now… I’ve come back to this blog, hoping I’ll be able to contain some motivation to lose weight and keep it that way. I’ll even maybe make this a personal blog.
So here’s what has been going on after about a year:
I started worrying about my weight on February 17, 2011. I started working out during the February month and was currently at 100 pounds. Then school started, but I managed to keep that 100 pounds until about April-May, when I decided to stop losing weight because it will not benefit me.
I joined two teams that summer, the tennis team and the academic decathlon team. I stayed with tennis, not even having the mindset that I needed to lose weight. In return, I gained 5 pounds, I don’t know if it’s muscle or fat but my weight became 105.
I didn’t care what my weight was, because I was happy, eating whatever I wanted and knowing I didn’t gain that much weight. I stayed active. I stayed “fit”.
But why? why would I come back to this blog? Well, I just had my first pre-season track meet. I was a long distance runner and was forced to run the 1600 and 3200, which required stamina and brains. I finished 2nd to the last on the 1600 and on the 3200, I finished last, making me the slowest on the team. :(
I figured if I lost weight, I will get a faster time and beat my PR. Let us see how this will go, shall we? I missed this blog too much and I’m very much excited as to what to post now :)
Sorry if I’ve been out for so long, I just conducted a bit of an experiment to see how my body’s working with the healthy way. I haven’t thought about losing weight until i found out it’s only close to a month when Summer comes. I haven’t gained any weight, I haven’t lost any. I’m still at 101 pounds, 4’9. I know I said I’ve been trying to get taller, and i still am.
So my April experiment had very weird results. My mile times have been getting a whole lot faster. 8:10 is my fast one. :) I don’t get tired that easily anymore!! :D
After all this eating, I am still not happy with my weight. In this May month, starting May 5, 2011, I will work myself to death. I won’t eat anything except milk, tea, and cereal. goal for this month is to stay hydrated, stay light brown, and keep active.
My plans for my self-beauty was to get a perm and a star tan. May 30, I will be cutting my hair and getting the perm. Every week, I’ve been buying articles of clothing for summer.
23922) The voice in my head is getting louder. It started as a whisper, I could ignore her then. Now, she's shouting and she never stops. I just want to make her happy but I know I can never be enough. I think the voice is my mother.