Try this! Whatever you're doing- laundry, cooking supper, walking through the grocery story, hold your shoulders back with back straight and saunter, with your hips swinging and your head held high. Don't worry about people watching you or if you look like a fool. It feels good, doesn't it.
Whatever Javy does, he has no shame. He doesn't care what people around him think. If he thinks something is funny then he will let out a deep belly laugh, even if its at the most inappropriate moment ever. He enjoys life and if he's not then he doesn't hesitate to let someone know, until he's happy, again. In order, to accomplish anything, Javy has to work really hard, whether its pushing himself up to standing, crawling across the floor. To move his body, he has to overcome a lot of muscle tone but I've never seen him look embarrassed or ashamed, once.
I made two personal benchmarks in July. First, I made it to under 200 pounds. And I ran for 30 minutes straight. I don't feel like I could have made these benchmarks if I cared what other people think about me. When you start making transformations in your self, everyone is watching you. "They" wonder what you're eating and what you're doing. I believe most have genuine interest, sometimes, perhaps, some aren't so respectful. It's funny but as soon as I started eating a little healthier, a lot of people automatically started making comments, like ewwww, brown rice, why are you eating brown rice. Or just a salad, that's all your eating. I just simply had to blow it off and remember-this is personal, it's not about them. All I can do is hold my head up high and say, "Yes, brown rice, it's awesome!"
As far as running and exercising are concerned, its tough. First of all, I really don't have proper exercise wear. I have a pair of Sketcher's that I got cheap at Ross and baggy shorts and shirts. I live in Hawaii and I see a lot of people running and walking in my neighborhood. There's some pretty good looking people-the girls wearing their cute little sports bras and the guys with their nice tank tops and all muscles. I started running in June and I had already lost a lot of weight, but I still have to wear two bras just to keep from giving myself two black eyes. In fact, everything jiggles-thighs, arms, belly. But I know that the only way to stop them from wiggling is to move. It's the only way.
So besides surfing, which I still feel scared to do, I'm gonna add two more personal benchmarks. I'm going to run the Kauai marathon (next year, because I can't afford the fees for this year) and wear a bikini by next summer.
Whatever Javy does, he has no shame. He doesn't care what people around him think. If he thinks something is funny then he will let out a deep belly laugh, even if its at the most inappropriate moment ever. He enjoys life and if he's not then he doesn't hesitate to let someone know, until he's happy, again. In order, to accomplish anything, Javy has to work really hard, whether its pushing himself up to standing, crawling across the floor. To move his body, he has to overcome a lot of muscle tone but I've never seen him look embarrassed or ashamed, once.
I made two personal benchmarks in July. First, I made it to under 200 pounds. And I ran for 30 minutes straight. I don't feel like I could have made these benchmarks if I cared what other people think about me. When you start making transformations in your self, everyone is watching you. "They" wonder what you're eating and what you're doing. I believe most have genuine interest, sometimes, perhaps, some aren't so respectful. It's funny but as soon as I started eating a little healthier, a lot of people automatically started making comments, like ewwww, brown rice, why are you eating brown rice. Or just a salad, that's all your eating. I just simply had to blow it off and remember-this is personal, it's not about them. All I can do is hold my head up high and say, "Yes, brown rice, it's awesome!"
As far as running and exercising are concerned, its tough. First of all, I really don't have proper exercise wear. I have a pair of Sketcher's that I got cheap at Ross and baggy shorts and shirts. I live in Hawaii and I see a lot of people running and walking in my neighborhood. There's some pretty good looking people-the girls wearing their cute little sports bras and the guys with their nice tank tops and all muscles. I started running in June and I had already lost a lot of weight, but I still have to wear two bras just to keep from giving myself two black eyes. In fact, everything jiggles-thighs, arms, belly. But I know that the only way to stop them from wiggling is to move. It's the only way.
So besides surfing, which I still feel scared to do, I'm gonna add two more personal benchmarks. I'm going to run the Kauai marathon (next year, because I can't afford the fees for this year) and wear a bikini by next summer.
