FIT ME: A Teen Weight Loss Blog

Blog # 1

All right so its about time I start righting my actual blog. So, your probably going to want to know a little about me, right?

I'm 17, nearly 18 years old, and have never been fat.

I bet a bunch of you are looking at me like O_O and thinking, 'Why the hell are you writing a weight loss blog then?'

The answer is simple. I'm not bored. I'm not trying to gloat. I'm just really out of shape.

But how can I prove this?

Well, if we pull out my mile times from high school, let's compare.

Keep in mind that the average times for girls in high school is 7 to 8 minutes.

Start of freshman year. Mile time: 12:12

Okay, so now some of you may be thinking, 'That's not slow! I run a (whatever time) mile that's sooo much more than that!'

Well, it sort of means a lot when you look thin enough for people to call you skinny and weigh more now than you did back then. It was a slow time for ME and I was downright embarrassed by that score. Some of my friends who were overweight got better times than me and that thought really made me feel fat.

My friend and I joke that I'm skinny fat.

This means I look skinny, but in reality I'm as out of shape as a person over weight. I had fat in places people didn't look, like my stomach, my thighs, and other places. I ate hot dogs and junk food everyday, hardly drank water, and didn't join any sports, clubs, or jobs. I was downright LAZY sitting at home with my high sugar carb foods and sitting my ass in front of the TV.

So, before this begins to sound like a, "Oh, boo hoo. I look skinny, but feel fat. Poor me"  sob story and I start to look like some sort of ungrateful bitch, let me move on.

Some time around sophmore year my friend and I decided to get fit. Not lose weight, but get that lean body people are proud to show. The first year we didn't really stick to it. We watched shows with thin people (Vampire Diaries :D), looked up pictures of weight loss stories, blogs, articles, and anything else that could possibly motivate us, but at the end of the day we always gave into temptation and ate that cookie.

Junior year was when it started to get tough. I decided to take dance as my P.E. class and if you took dance you didn't have to run the mile.

Let me re-phrase that.

You didn't have to run. Period.

We worked on flexibility and sometimes we did sweat, but for the most part it was a blow off class. We knew it would be easy (apart from learning confusing, awkward as hell dance steps and performing in front of the teacher) and we wouldn't have to think about exercise.

One day, while I was admiring Nina Dobrev's thin legs, I had my epiphany.

If I wanted to get fit, I had to give it my all.

But that should have been ovbious from the start, right? WRONG. For some reason this didn't occur to me until that random moment.

Athletes push themselves until they literally feel like throwing up and here I was, crying and wondering why I had fat rolls. It was because I wasn't trying, not really. I said, "I want to be fit." But I ate terrible anyway and said tomorrow.

Junior year was my breakthrough. I began to run after school with my aunts. Not far, not long, and certainly not fast. I didn't go everyday, but I did go often enough. I gave up on soda and hot dogs, and took some fruit salads into my diet. I try to aim for a fruit everyday, if not more.

The little things made a difference. We don't realize it, but it does because when I ran my mile time this year and it was dramatically different.

My goal for this year, by the end of my senior year of high school, was to get at least 8:59. I didn't want to put pressure on myself to get an 8 minute mile on the first mile since I hadn't ran the mile at school for a year and I hadn't timed myself when I ran at home. I was nervous to run because we have to run the mile twice a year (once at the start and again at the end) and I was running that day. "Don't be too upset with your score," I kept telling myself.

So, here are the mile times I've collected over the years and you can see the improvement little by little.

Freshman year:

Pre: 12:12 Post: 10:50

Sophmore year:

Pre: 9:53 Post: Not Recorded

Junior:

N/A

Senior:

Pre: 8:33

When I heard that time my face was literally O_O and then *O* and then XD. I couldn't believe it! It was even better than I had expected. I have never, ever ran an 8 minute mile and I was so proud of myself. If that doesn't prove that hard work really does pay off, I don't know what does!

It was strange, seeing that I weighed less freshman year than I do now and getting a better score, but I can see and feel the improvement in my body. I know this is the start of my get fit training and its only going to get better from this point onward. Maybe not easier, but deffinitely better :D