The Scale is not always you best bet…

So I have been thinking a bit today… I know that is dangerous, but I have seen so many things online and I have been approached on Instagram a couple of times now to become a Beachbody Coach, or a rep for this or a rep for that.

I don’t have any interest in that. I believe in my own success, because of my wonderful Trainer Gabriel from Holyfit in Austin. My great clean nutrition, which I believe is at least 80% of you success in your journey to a healthier you and of course the support of my friends and family.

Everybody is different, my metabolism is different from everybody else, so cookie cutter training and nutrition is not going to cut it. It took me just about 3 months to actually get to where I can drink 12 glasses of water a day. I eat between 1200-1500 calories a day, I try to hit my Macros, but I am still working on that. I don’t eat complex carbs ( fruits, pasta, grains) after 3pm. I don’t eat gluten or dairy. I kind of call myself a Carnivorous Vegan, yeah I know it’s an Oxymoron, but it’s pretty much what it is.
Also I work out a minimum of 5 days a week for at least 60mins. Actually this Monday I started to add 20mins of cardio after my workouts on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. My goal is to burn 500 minimum with each workout.

Just a little reminder, one lb. of fat has 3500 calories so if I wanna loose 2lb a week, I need to have a deficit of 7000calories each week. Which makes it 1000 calories a day. Sometimes I hit that sometimes I don’t, but the scale is not my enemy anymore. Yes I am down 23lb. Since November 1st.  But that is not what I measure my success on. My bodyfat went from 41.6% down to 35.9%. I lost almost 18″ all over (45cm) and 6″ of those are around my Umbilicus (belly button) alone. I am also down TWO pant sizes and XL T-Shirts fit comfortably again.

So yes the pounds on the scale are dwindling, but it’s not just that what makes my Journey.

So I really say take pictures, measure yourself and you be surprised…

And by the way a lb. of FAT weighs the same as a lb. of MUSCLE *WINK

Day 4… ugghh, I hate depression

I got up this am, well reluctantly, which was the first time this week. I didn’t want to get up that shoudl have been a sign right there. I made breakfast and I took my daughter to school and then went to the gym. I felt great at the gym I even did more cardio then I was supposed to.

As soon as I got home, I looked at my house and I felt overwhelmed. I hate this. I made my snack ate it and then just sat there, close to crying. I fell asleep on the couch and woke up an hour later with a headache. It was lunch time and I made my lunch (thank Chuck I had prepped lunches, so I could just pop it in the microwave to heat) then went to bed and layed down.
Yup I was hit by a small depression episode. I used to take meds and was in therapy, but 3.5 years ago when I got rid of the most Toxic person in my life, suddenly I didn’t need those things. I still have bad days and today is not even a really bad day, but it’s a bad day. I am fortunate enough to regognize that it is a bad day. I wanna sit here and just cry and I don’t know even why? I hate days like today.
Depression is hard, it cuts into your life, and it makes you feel worthless. I know that I did good by going to the gym and not eating crap, but I still feel sad.

Tomorrow will be a new day and I will keep fighting, I have a wonderful husband, my kids, my family, my friends and Jared Padalecki to fight for.

Sorry for the ramblings… 🙁