Had to hold my hand steady cause I was shaking way too much. First semi long distance run I’ve done in a while. About 6.5-7 miles in about 45ish minutes. Not my best. But not my worst. I’m absolutely determined to get back in the shape I was this time last year.
I’m kinda trying to kill it at the gym/running. I refuse to ever get out of shape again-__-
I run, I lift, I eat healthy…ish. But today is day 1 of ab ripper x. I can honestly say that sucked.
2 mile run, bi’s/tri’s/abs
@udvare straight murkin the gym. #whatchudoinked #gym #lifting #health (Taken with Instagram)
eating a piece of grilled chicken with nothing after the gym…sick life yo
Up from 150 to 156. 1 week. #marinecorps #usmc #gym #workingout #fitness #health (Taken with Instagram)
I feel like I’ve been maintaining size seeing as to how I haven’t been able to lift in 2 months now, but that’s not the case, I’m down to 153lbs as opposed to 167 when I was lifting. 1 more month off the weights then back into it (I hope) #running #fitness #fit #health #chestpiece #tattoos (Taken with instagram)
I’m struggling with not eating everything in sight. My inner fat kid wants out:( (Taken with instagram)
i woke up early, ran 3.5 miles into town, got my haircut, then ran 3.5 back. what have you done today?
Yup. Killed a 6 mile run. food time
160. Just murdered the gym. About to go see my boy Gonzo who’s here for a few days, tattoo later, then Dan’s birthday.
I’m having the worst time with my weight. With work, and funeral detail, duty next week, the stress is killing me, I barely have time to go to the chow hall and eat the bullshit food they have there so then I end up spending money on fucking McDonalds just cause it’s convenient. Cause on a Marine Corps base I can’t even have the comfort of going to the store in fucking shorts, they have to have more than 2 pockets. Like ya lemme fucking find a pair of fucking cargo shorts from when i was 12 real quick. Since mcd’s is the only drive the place on base I end up spending shit ton of money on either that or fucking domino’s now I’m struggling with fitting into clothes, not that they don’t exactly fit I’m just not comfortable in my own skin anymore, also i should probably stop drinking for a while. Shit is not easy when you live in a room with 2 other people, no fucking kitchen, you have to basically dress like you’re going to church to go to the store on base, and everything on this island is so damn expensive. So work leads to stress, stress leads to eating, lack of convenience/time leads to unhealthy eating, which leads to money problems, which leads to stress, which leads to eating…do you see where I’m fucking going with this. I’m poor, and unhealthy, and stressed, and sexually frustrated. Whole different story. Which leads to my next point. The lack of females on this island is mind boggling. Like ya whatever if you want a quick lay then be my guest. but I feel like i need to prove to people that i’m different than who i used to be, and not even for them, for myself. And it’s not even that really, that’s that the only people that I would even remotely consider having sex with are A) back home B) not interested or C) completely off limits. With all of this being said; no one is going to read this, cause either it’s too long or you don’t give a fuck what I have to say (which i’m not really concerned with that). Have a good night tumblr.
me today after pt. Weighing 170. Not even close to where I wanna be. Target is 155-160
