annihilate fat

Over break, I gained about 10 pounds.

That more than reversed all the weight I had lost last semester of college. That is, in 5 weeks, I reversed a whole semester of weight loss.

Ahhh. I guess the delicious home-cooked meals and relaxation were worth it, though.

I haven’t tracked my caloric intake or burn since around June. It’s been a relaxing break, but it’s time to start tracking again. 

LET’S GO! :O

But honestly, I’m not a high-profile fitblr-type person, so I feel like it’s not such a big deal.

Anyway, summer is almost over. I’m moving in to college in a little over a week. It’s so crazy!

My weight fluctuated a bit this summer. It went up to 116 or so after family vacation, which was basically a week of eating nonstop. I don’t think I felt hunger one single time that whole week. It was kind of ridiculous… But it was really delicious food! So it’s okay.

Now I’m 113, +/- 1 pound. I’ve been here for a week or so, and I think I’m pretty content with that.

I found a pair of underwear that I look really fabulous in, though. I think really low rise underwear is good for me, because my torso is nicer than my legs. Still got a tummy, but nothing a good sucking in can’t do. ;) Anyway, this pair of undies inspired me to take prog pics. but… I think I’m just going keep them to myself. Because there’s a lot of identifying information in them, hahaha.

Today I was just wearing a t-shirt and athletic shorts, and was looking at myself from various angles in the mirror.

It was surprisingly nice.

For some reason, this t-shirt makes me look really tiny.

I must note this for future reference.. So, note to self- it’s that one navy blue shirt from that elementary school event! Hahaha, ambiguous clues, yes!

After over a week of eating carbs and protein galore, and walking up and down über steep and hilly terrain, I am at a steady 111 pounds. Prior, I was around 112-113. (These measurements ate on a fancy, non-digital, move the weights around kind of scale, by the way.)

Anyway, while I was away, eating and walking, I was unsure of how it would impact my weight. Even though I was walking a lot, it felt like I was eating more.

Well, I obviously did okay without veggies.

Except for one thing- my poop.

I have not had a pleasant, healthily solid poop in over a week. The last one was in the early part of my being away. But now, though I’ve been home for a few days, I’m still pooping unhealthy, loose poop.

Hopefully I didn’t pick u. Any digestive issues while abroad… Oh well, it’s not like my stomach FEELS terrible, so that’s one good thing.

Fitness and weight unrelated, just ramblings and whatnot.

This boy, whom I am moderately attracted to, has ceased communication with me for the past few days. ): I know, texting isn’t the best form of communication, but it isn’t like I can’t talk to him in person. (Like you know how with some people, you can text them forever, but then it’s awkward when you really see them? Well, that’s not how this is.) But he said he wanted to hang out sometime over the summer not too long ago. And if we aren’t even talking, that’s not going to happen. :/ I don’t know, I’m starting to seem awfully desperate to myself, and I dislike that. I need to keep in mind that I’m going to college in a few months, and there will be more eligible, and reasonable, boys (“men” sounds too weird) there. Plus, I’m not even sure if this boy believes in Jesus, and that’s my top priority in finding a boy counterpart, haha, even when other aspects are more immediately and obviously attractive to me. Like, in this case, his charm, his voice, his general skills, his vulnerability with me. His ___. Heh. Well, I just have to leave it up to God, the ultimate “He” in my life. (:

Now for travelling. I hate packing. I hate measuring dimensions to make sure everything is in compliance. I hate how liquids have to be stuffed into bags. I hate the discomfort of sitting in a nasty airplane for hours. I hate having to think of everything that I use every day, that I take for granted, so that I won’t forget to pack it.

Argh.

Boys and travelling are so complicated. (And apparently girls are even more complicated. But not as I see it, for myself. I’d like to think that I’m pretty uncomplicated.)

So, I recently noticed that my boobs got smaller.

Naturally, I was a little upset. But they aren’t getting small enough to make me really upset, as I detailed before.

I told someone that I was upset by it, and she called me vain. That made me sad. Because, though I do have a healthy sense of vanity, this was obviously not said in that sense.

But I guess a slight downsize is okay, seeing as there are health benefits to it. d: