Phrases That Make You SOUND Healthy

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My Little Rant About Counting Calories

My little rant about counting calories

There are things I don’t understand. One of them is counting calories. So much so that I typed up a rant about it on my phone.

The house could’ve burst into flames, but I wouldn’t have noticed. As I typed, everything turned red. My fingers grew tense.

My eye twitched.

Here’s what I wrote.

Starting My Workout Routine

Starting my workout routine, fitness, health, humor, life

I’m afraid I will have to begin this blog with a prayer of forgiveness.

Dear God, please forgive me for not being a better christian. For not loving you enough to want to see you sooner. I SHOULD eat chocolate cake and fried chicken so that I can begin my eternity with you in heaven WAY before I turn fifty. I apologize, God. 

In Jesus’ name. Amen. 

First, I hope you know that entire prayer was a joke. Second, yes, it has happened. I’m actually going to exercise.

Skinny Girls Have It Hard

Skinny Girls

I have a feeling you were brought here by the title of this post. In fact, the title of this post may have even warranted a scoff, or rolling of the eyes, or a little of both with some added lip fluppering.

Skinny girls have it hard? What a load of baloney. Skinny girls get the guys and high paying careers and clothes.

That’s what you might be thinking.

But not me. I’m here to tell it to you from a different angle.

My Gym Experience

This morning my mom and I went to the gym for the first time. Well, it was my first time at the gym. She’s always worked out, and it was really my first time, because I had never set foot in this particular gym until today. She signed me up herself.

But I got a free t-shirt, and as far as free t-shirts go, it’s pretty awesome. I was dumb enough to take an epic, Ultimate Fitness posing picture of myself in it, but then the whole world would know where I go, and as far as safety is concerned, that’s not the smartest thing to do. So I’m sorry for no pictures.

That t-shirt though… pretty awesome.

I walked into that gym wearing my free t-shirt, my new exercise leggings (on sale at Target), hair in a pony tail, standing proud and tall. Then it hit me. I bet they could distinguish the newbies because everyone wears their free t-shirts the first day.

My goal was to blend in and try not to look confused. I believed I already failed that goal.

My mom was smart, she wore a normal, no-brand t-shirt. She would fit in just fine.

Alright, alright. You would be happy to know that I did in fact get over the t-shirt fiasco. There was one other girl wearing the same one. I wanted to ask her if she was new. Other than that moment, I moved on with my life.