I love food. This shouldn’t come as a surprised to anyone. If food were a person, we would be best friends. We would be together all the time; nothing would be able to come between us. We would be best-friend goals. But in all of that, there is something else that I cannot forget and won’t let me forget and that is my body.

As much I as love food, is how much my body hates it. So bless you people who are able to eat as much as you want you to without gaining weight, because I cannot relate at all. And I envy people like that so much because they are living the good life. Not having to worry about calories, carbs, or portion sizes; that’s life goals right there.

I am probably the opposite of life goals. I treat myself to a donut and I’ve gained 10 pounds. How you may be thinking , have I a girl who loves her donuts, cakes, cookies, ice cream, pasta, pizza, fries, have been able to combat gaining 2093509968 pounds because of my body hating whatever I eat. The answer is easy: working out

Not only am I a dancer, but I work out roughly 4-5 days a week on average. I do a mixture of cardio and weight lifting. By doing this I am able to maintain my weight. Maybe I’ll lose a pound or two, but that’s a big maybe. *Rolls eyes*. I know what you’re thinking, you have to limit how much you eat, drink water, blah blah blah. Yeah yeah I know. I do that only a daily basis. I know all of the diets too. Counting carbs, counting calories, drinking tea, I’ve done it all. For my body type, If I want to lose weight I have to go to the gym 5-7 days a week and severely lower calorie intake. During my junior year of high school, I was able to do this. I ate exactly 1200 calories, danced, and went to the gym. I lost a lot of weight and my some of my teachers were even questioning me and asking if I was still eating. But counting calories a lifestyle, at least not for me. I don’t want to have to count every single calorie I eat. Oh and I forget the best part. My body then gets used to it and I stop losing weight. So I’m doing all of this calories counting, working out, and my body doesn’t even care. Cool.

Now I don’t want to bore you with my life story or anything so I’m not. Let’s fast forward from junior year of high school to now – I am going to be a senior in college this fall. I’ve pretty much come to terms with my weight, I know I’m never going to be a 00 (even though there as a long time in my life where I wanted to be that skinny) and that’s fine. I’m okay with it. I’ve been doing my thing, going to the gym at least 4 days a week, trying to tone up, eating semi-right and all that.

It’s summer and I’ve been home since the beginning of May but I didn’t start work until the beginning of June. Until work started, like I said I was doing my thing, but then once I started work I slowly started falling off the wagon with my gym schedule. I haven’t been able to go as much as I need to and I can’t help it! Your girl is tired. All I want to do is come home and sleep but I can’t even do that because I have homework *rolls eyes extra hard*.

And let me tell you, my body does not like that I haven’t been able to go to the gym. Mind you as of today (because I’m going tonight since my body wants to be disrespectful) it’s been about 5 days since I last went to gym and my body knows it. All my clothes still fit (they better, I’m not playing any games over here) but I am starting to notice some slight differences, differences that I am not ok with.

So all of this was basically a rant. Sorry if you were reading and expecting some kind of motivational speech. I got nothing. But hey, if your body hates food the way mine does we can be in this together! I’m not a fan of at home workouts, like at all, but comment some of your favorite ones below or share your workout tips/advice. I would love to hear them!