This post is sponsored by Violet iodine, but all opinions expressed in this post are entirely my own.
One night after going out with my girlfriends and dancing, I met up with my ex boyfriend. When he came in for a hug, the pressure of the hug pushed into my chest and caused the worst pain I had ever felt. When I told him about this, he told me it was because I had gained weight and that only “girls with something wrong” get that kind of pain.
Soon after that, I started running. I felt ugly and unfixable. I really thought there was something wrong with me. After my period came and went, the pain went away. I was convinced that the running I was doing was the cure to my breast discomfort.
I became a runner in a matter of months and I loved it. My ex ended up breaking up with me because he fell for his class project partner and told me, “She likes to work out and is super fit. And that is something I really want in a girlfriend.” Cool. Continue reading
It has been 5 days since I started the journey to loving my body.
It hasn’t been too difficult. Portion control and cutting out beer and extra bread.
It was a little difficult yesterday, since my mom was in town and decided to take me to P.F. Chang’s for lunch. I ordered the lunch portion of a chicken plate and only ate half of it. I had to ask for a to-go box right away because if it would have sat there in front of me any longer I would have ate it. I was full and that is why I stopped eating, but growing up Latina my parents always told me to “finish everything on my plate” or not I would get in trouble. Growing up that way, it has always been hard to control my eating. I over-indulge out of habit.
But, lately it’s been getting easier to ignore the voice in the back of my head telling me to eat everything on my plate. Baby steps. At least that is what I keep telling myself. Continue reading
My Zumba Journey began in January 2012.
Just fresh out of my latest breakup, I found that working out made me feel better. I started running again and began weight lifting in an effort to lost weight, tone up, and potentially catch the eye of my ex again. I stumbled upon a Zumba class on accident when I was at the university gym one day.
In high school, I took Salsa classes at a local gym and also started attending a “dance fitness: Rumba” class. Looking back on it now, I realize it was basically a Zumba class without the name or the structure. I also took the high school curriculum dance class because I wanted to be on the dance team more than anything. I tried out for the dance company every year and didn’t make it even though I knew that I danced better than some of the girls that did. I am not cocky about a lot of things, but I KNOW I am a great dancer.
Once I discovered Zumba, I was hooked. Not only did I feel better because I was working out, but I felt sexier. It gave me the confidence boost I needed to get over my ex and realize that it really wasn’t me that was the problem. Continue reading