Fit Latina in the Making: Why Now?

I don’t even know how to begin topping yesterday’s post. I had no idea it would resonate with so many people and that it would be considered inspiring to others. I needed to write that post because I need to hold myself accountable for the promise I had made.

I haven’t even started training so let’s put a pause on making me a source of inspiration. Slow your roll folks…let me achieve a little progress!

Let’s keep this real.

This is going to be awful.

No one likes to work out.

I call bull crap on those of you that say you do! It’s hard, you sweat, and you’re sore. Nothing about that sounds, or is, fun to me. I may one day change my tune, but I don’t really ever see me “enjoying” a workout.

bff-hate-exercise

Do you hear this this Mr. Trainer?!  I’m challenging you to make me eat my words one day.

What I can understand is a love for working out because of the benefits.  The BENEFITS are the butter to my bread. There are so many benefits, but I’m going to list out some of the ones that will give me the greatest joy.

Beautiful clothes

I’m officially at a point where I’m getting ready to cross in to new category of fatness. I know that word makes some people cringe but this about me here. I don’t have a problem with that word. I’m fat and have been for a long time.

The line I find myself inching closer to is where all the cute clothes of the now popular plus-size stores/sections are starting to be too tight, or tragically don’t fit. Up until a few months ago, I never really cared what the label read because there were always options I liked, and I could tailor the parts I needed.  I was able to dress in the fashion I liked and felt comfortable. However, it’s quite a slice of humble pie lately to sometimes grab an item in the largest size available and have it be too tight.

I’m far too much of a fashionista to be limited by my eating and sedentary lifestyle.

Heels, Heels, Heels

I have always loved shoes.

However, after a series of serious ankle sprains and the recent occasional plantar fasciitis flare-up, I am limited to a few styles of shoes if I want to be able to walk. Gorgeous heels are not an option right now. My ankles are still pretty weak and the plantar fasciitis can be brutal.

Am I flat footed? Yes.

Does obesity contribute to plantar fascittis?  Supposedly.

I’d like to be strong enough to rock a pair of gorgeous shoes again.

The Foodie’s Best Friend

I pride myself on eating and knowing about good food. People call me for restaurant recommendations and I rarely disappoint.

However, there are many times when I sit down for a 10 course meal and I find myself thinking about how many calories, fat and salt I must be consuming.

I don’t ask because I don’t want to know the answer! Beautiful food is art. It’s an experience that I will never give up. However, I would like to eliminate the subconscious guilt I have at the end of some night. Foodie journeys should be enjoyed without consideration of the health ramifications of one meal.

Currently, that one meal keeps setting me back because I do nothing around it to balance it out. One day, I hope to be able to enjoy without the guilt because I can.

STOPPING THE LIES

We all have them! Yes, you do too.

In our wallets and purses are lies imprinted and documented on official government issued identification – our Driver’s Licenses.  How many of us still have our college weight listed?

My hand is the first fly up! This information is supposed to be helpful to emergency personnel, and I doubt they even look at the numbers listed because the lie is so prevalent.

I hope to one day not be embarrassed by my true number.

ROMANTIC LIFE

If you would have told me 20 years ago, that I would still be single and child-free, I would have told you you were crazy.

I always envisioned having an adorable family and loving spouse. However, the cards haven’t played out that way, but I can’t entirely blame it on my weight. I haven’t put ANY effort in to this area of my life because I have let my professional goals take the highest priority. I’m the daughter of blue collar Mexican immigrants, and I have worked hard to make them proud of what I do and what I have achieved. Truest me, I have had some surreal experiences in my life because of my hard work, and I wouldn’t take them back for the world! I’ve had some serious fun in my life.

I just wish I would have also balanced these experiences with a little romantic fun so that my future-self vision from 20 years ago could be a little closer than it is now.

But the clock hasn’t stopped ticking (thank goodness).

I have time to reshape an already awesome version of myself (heck yes I’m a confident woman) into an even more incredible version! I believe there’s still time to tackle each of these areas of joy.

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