29 8 / 2012
This food thing is going to be hard.
First off, I LOVE junk food. Chinese food, pizza, candy, you name it. And I eat this shit way too often. Hell, there are cupcakes in my fridge right now that nobody but me will eat (I will not eat them, I WILL NOT EAT THEM). I don’t know HOW to eat healthy. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve never done the “eat healthy” thing - I come from a big-boned Irish/German family and all that ever really rung true has been meat and dessert. So, I need to learn.
I fucked up and finished off my Twizzlers for breakfast. I slept late, was running out the door, and my grandmother doesn’t exactly keep granola and fresh fruit handy. So, already one strike against me. I decide I’ll skip lunch to make up for this, and prepare myself a grilled chicken breast and mixed vegetables for dinner, and drink lots of water in the meantime.
Wish me luck, I am so totally going to need help kick my junk food addiction if this weight loss thing is going to actually happen.
28 8 / 2012
Military leg & Ab superset 15 minute workout
5 ROUNDS OF…
(30seconds) 20 prisoner squats- place hand behind head & squat.
(30seconds) 20 crunches.
(30seconds) 15 walking lunges.
(30seconds) 20 crunches.
(30seconds) standing calf raises- raise heel as far as possible off the ground, like you’re doing a high hiptoe.
(30seconds) 20 crunches.
Challenge accepted. I’ll do this as well. I need to start push-ups, too, but since I can’t even do one, I’ll start by doing girly push-ups 15 or 20 at a time in addition to this program. I’m also going to add 30 seconds of flutter kicks to the beginning and end of this work out, too.
28 8 / 2012
I’m Jillian and my life is in shambles. This is me.
I weigh 220 pounds, the heaviest in my life, and 27 pounds heavier than I weighed one year ago, before my freshman year of college. I weight approximately 50 pounds too much to enlist in the United States Coast Guard, but not for long. But let’s back up… I just mentioned college, why would I want to enlist in the Armed Forces?
Well, I’m broke. And so is my family. And none of us have credit. And I owe the University of Massachusetts close to $6,000 after one year of school. One year in which the most important thing I learned was that you can skip your 8 AM Child Psychology classes and still get an A. But now that I’m in the hole for my oh-so-effective 24-credit year, I can’t go back until it’s all paid off. Which means it’s time to buckle down and be an adult.
And here I am, trying to think of a solution, any solution at all. And I start thinking half-jokingly about the military… but then I start doing research. The pay may not be fantastic (anything’s better than nothing) but the benefits ARE fantastic (housing, insurance, help paying for school) and it starts to look really appealing to join the USCG. And so here I am, fully committed to the idea of joining the one of the most selective branches of the American Armed Forces. The only hitch in my giddy-up? MY FAT ASS.
So, as I move home, get a full-time grown up job and begin my intense weight loss/muscle gain/body transformation experience in preparation for recruitment, I figured I’d chronicle it all in real-time.
So, here we go, kids… let’s get militarized up in this place.
