Instead of dieting so hard this week, train yourself to make a better choice with come to foods. Instead of benching 250 pounds, make a plan to increase small weights every week and never miss any session. Rather aiming to achieve the one big hit, focus on building habit and progress in a slow pace.
Sometimes no amount of discipline can influence a body. Sometimes discipline is just an excuse to punish ourselves: I will make my muscles ache and my lungs scream for air, because I am not yet a good enough version of myself.
I was growing up still so my body was changing and filling out a little. But I was furious. I didn’t understand how I could be trying so hard to lose weight while actually watching myself get bigger.
Here’s the thing: it’s better to do short, intense bursts of exercise than to do the opposite. So the whole excuse of not having the time? Bologna.
I don’t wear running tights for your enjoyment. I don’t set out on a run looking for your attention. I wear running tights to be comfortable. To run faster, longer, harder. I run to feel unstoppable, strong and empowered, not degraded.
Because yeah, they probably ARE watching, but who cares? Someone is playing Beyoncé over loudspeakers in the grocery store and you’re expected NOT to break it down in the frozen food aisle? Mmmm, I don’t think so.
ESTP: Gives everyone in the class a nickname and teases them into continuously challenging themselves.
Forgive those who hurt you. I get it, it’s so much easier said than done. But when we hold onto anger and hurt, it builds up as toxic energy in our bodies.
That nosy motherf*cker who obsessively peeks at your treadmill speed. Hope you feel like a baller running at exactly .1mph faster than me, bro!
Can we please stop telling people that just “jogging it off” will cure what’s going on inside their heads?