The Struggle

The struggle is always real. What struggle am I talking about? ANY struggle, really. The struggle to get out of bed every morning for work or class. The struggle of whether to go to the gym or keep binge watching last season's episodes of Game of Thrones to refresh my mind for the new season. The struggle of whether or not I should buy these new Flyknit Racers that came out, even though I've already purchased 3 new sneakers in a matter of 3 weeks. But the real struggle for me is between eating everything in sight and acquiring THE ultimate beach body! 

Here's the deal: I love food! I used to be super picky when I was younger and now, not so much. I can eat anything and everything you put in front of me, unless it's super gross looking, then I'll sniff it out first and go from there. Other than that, it's going in my belly! My weight fluctuates all the time and I've noticed a pattern, a pattern which I have yet to break.

I lose the most weight in the summer and of course, once I finally feel comfortable running shirtless with just a sports bra, summer’s over! I eat less heavy, fattening things when the weather's hot and all that unhealthy crap just drags me down. Lots of salad, juice and water. I run outside more, and being the sweaty Betty that I am, I'm usually drenched AF by the time my run's over, whether it's just a short 2 mile run or a long 12 mile run. Again, more miles equals more sweat and more sweat equals more pounds lost.

Now let's talk about winter. They say that summer bodies are made in the winter. That's not really the case for me. I mean, living in Boston, it's frigid 70% of the year. We go from 3 months of summer to 9 months of winter - spring and fall barely exist, maybe a week of each! Ok, I'm over exaggerating a little bit, but I'm pretty accurate! So when it's cold, no one wants to go outside. If I could, I'd stay in bed all day, every day and just watch HGTV. But there's a thing called life we have to face in any weather. Part of that life is staying active and exercising.

In winter, I run less, workout less and I eat more. More chocolate. More donuts. More cupcakes. More carbs. More fat. More sugar. More anything that's bad for you. Why do things that are bad for you have to taste so good?! The holiday season doesn't help either. Eggnog - my fave. Around Thanksgiving this past year, Brian and his friends put together a Friendsgiving. It was buffet style; each couple brought something, either a dessert or an appetizer, to complete the whole Thanksgiving menu. His friends, Kenny and Mary, hosted the party at their home and they got the turkey. All the girls were super sweet and cute. They mostly ate the caesar salad Brian brought with slices of turkey. And what did I eat, you ask? Ok, fine, I'll tell you! My plate consisted of half turkey, a quarter mashed potatoes and a quarter stuffing. I also had a bowl of caesar salad on the side. I mean what do you want from me? Like I said, I LOVE FOOD!

Also, being in love adds lbs! If I'm not mistaken, I think people call it the "relationship weight." I have an amazing boyfriend who calls me beautiful all the time and who is insanely sweet to me, not to mention he cooks for me, hence I will never go hungry. Whenever he cooks, it's all healthy. It's when I'm not with him that I eat crappy foods and that's the saddest part! When I get bored, I eat to kill time. Sum that all up, and I start packing on weight. I usually gain between 8-10 lbs. I snap out of that real quick once I see photos that are not so cute and not at all flattering. For me, it's not about being skinny or being a size 0. It's about being healthy.

At this time, this very minute, this very second of my life, I'm 8 lbs heavier. So I've been eating better, for real this time, and Brian and I have been meal prepping every week because we're about that healthy lifestyle! I've been working out like a maniac. I’m not at psychotic mode yet, but I'm getting there. I've been running for work with Nike 3 times a week and cross training at the gym or boxing 2-3 times a week as well. I'm a month sober from cupcakes, donuts and tacos - major pat on the back for that one! I'm hoping to keep this up until summer. I haven't signed up for any races yet this year, so once I have ones coming up and I need to train for them, then I'll be golden! Can anyone else relate?