Today is a good day. Shoot, today is a great day. As a rule
of thumb I never go on the scale. My
fitness mentors have all instilled the brilliant idea of judging weight loss
solely on how your clothes fit. Why?
Muscle weighs more than fat. Trust me, 130 pounds of fat looks a lot different
than 130 pounds of muscle. But after noticing my progress, curiosity got the
best of me, and I asked a fantastic co-worker (shout out to
Monique!) to bring in a scale for me. I
was weighed at the doctor’s four months ago at 136 pounds. Here we are today after a big breakfast…
Am I proud? Hell yes. Did I need to see this for validation?
No. The proof is in my muscle definition.
125 may seem TOO heavy for some girls, but I am certainly smiling. Don’t stress
yourself out over numbers. Keep that pair of jeans that are a little too tight
in close reach and every few weeks, months, try them on again. I promise, the satisfaction far exceeds a
numbers game.
Now here's a photo of me and my incredible fiance, because I am extremely grateful for his constant support and motivation to be better every single day.
Now here's a photo of me and my incredible fiance, because I am extremely grateful for his constant support and motivation to be better every single day.
206 days #forbetterorwelch
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