darkfutur3:

I’ll take 1 hour please with a side of salad..

darkfutur3:

That day will be when i die

fat-loss-blog:

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motiveweight:

All your life you are told the things you cannot do. All your life they will say you’re not good enough or strong enough or talented enough; they will say you’re the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this. THEY WILL TELL YOU NO, a thousand times no, until all the no’s become meaningless. All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. AND YOU WILL TELL THEM YES.

Nike

(via thedreadpiratejames)

chongspalva:

Do You Hate Saying “I Have Belly Fat”?

So yesterday I told the guy I’ve liked for the last 7-8 weeks that I liked him. He responded ‘I know’. That was grand.

He was really very sweet about it, and I do a discredit to the way he handled it, but it wasn’t the best moment for me all the same. Even the sweetest rejection stings. After that, we talked a while about what we’d done at University. This lead to a discussion about motivation, and we both basically said that we wanted to end University as the best versions of ourselves that we’ve been.

And I honestly think I’m on my way to that. I’m better humoured, more intellectually engaged, more confident (well, when I’m not being told by the guy I like that he knew but just wasn’t interested - he’s straight, for the record) but possibly not the most fit. I’ve been doing Latin and Ballroom dancing and really enjoying it, but I don’t know how much it’s doing for me in terms of fitness. I really want to get back into my program: after all, it’s not going to hurt the dancing!

So I’ve decided to announce my return. I’m not doing this to try and make Charlie ‘regret’ his decision - he’s straight - I’m doing it because I realized that, whenever I met someone, I want them to be good enough and I want to be good enough for them, and the way to do that is to be the best I can be.

And part of that is fitness. So the journey is starting again, from Monday. I’d start tonight but I’m packing to come home from Uni, and I’d start tomorrow but I’m at an all day Latin and Ballroom competition (leaving at 6am, returning at 2am the next day), so it’ll have to be a Monday start.
I might take some starting pictures tonight though.

Any words of advice/encouragement would be appreciated.

Whoever said you’re just a workout away from a bad mood was really, truly, bang on the mark.

After doing my new programme (sent to me by my personal trainer) for the first time, after being pretty self-loathing and non-exercise-y for 2 weeks or so, I feel bloody great. This regime is a lot more demanding than my old one, and it’s also a lot longer, but bloody hell will it whip me into shape.

I realized about half way through that if I put all the energy into complaining about my health into making conscious, healthy decisions and working out, I’d probably have the body I envy on other people. 

Today marks a turning point. Today is the day I get back on the right track, and stick it out for as long as possible. 

Today was bloody immense.

So I ate fairly healthily, and drank fairly healthily - and sure, I had a little bit of Diet Coke, but I also had a load of orange juice and green tea and water, so I figure overall it balances out. I had a load of wholegrain bread and only a little bit of a peanut butter and, yeah, overall, it was pretty good.

But it got to like 11pm and I decided I was going to skip my workout - I was feeling pretty down about lack of progress and the fact I’ve not managed to do the full 400 skips required for the 2Hard Challenge at any point, yet. Around 3pm I’d tried to do it, got to 100 and was knackered (in hindsight, probably cause I’d just eaten.)

Then I came on tumblr to post about my day, and I saw two images that completely changed my mind. The first one was the last one I reblogged, and the second was an image that said ‘the voice in the back of your head that says you can’t IS A LIAR’ (which I’ve put in my queue) and just like that I was really motivated to work out.

I added an extra set of everything I normally do into the workout, so instead of doing 2 x 20 sit-ups, I did 3 x 20 sit-ups, etc. I got to the end of my workout and was knackered but still ok, so I decided to try and do as many skips as possible for the 2Hard Challenge, in reps of 100. I managed the first one OK and noticed that I’ve made vast improvements in hand-eye co-ordination since I started skipping a few weeks ago. I felt good enough for a second rep, and managed 50 skips without stumbling in a row: a personal best. This inspired me to do a third rep, after which I was determined to do the fourth.

But get this, right.

I took a short minute’s break between the third and fourth rep, and then went for it. And did all 100 of those skips without stumbling. 100. In a row. Without pause. In, like, a minute and a bit.

I used to stumble every sixth skip. Now I can do 100. How’s that for progress?

Chuffed to hell, I stretched and had a shower, and chilled out with some video games. I may not have loads of visible progress, but I’m making progress all the same. Today was epic, and it’s all due to the motivation the fitblr community provides.

(via crosstrainingcanadian)