Working 2 jobs while on a weightloss journey is hard.
I AM TIRED Y'ALL. I'm focusing more on my diet than I am on working out right now. I'm seeing some wonderful changes, so I'm still pleased. But. One job has got to go.

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Working 2 jobs while on a weightloss journey is hard.
I AM TIRED Y'ALL. I'm focusing more on my diet than I am on working out right now. I'm seeing some wonderful changes, so I'm still pleased. But. One job has got to go.
Working a physical job and working out is hard.
I work 6 days a week, 5 of those are at a job that involves hours of manual labour. By the time I get off and get home... I just want to relax. But!! I also have a goal of developing my kettlebell skills so that I can compete one day. Now, I've only been at this job a month, so maybe I just need to be nice to myself. In time I'll adjust and then I can add in some brutal kettlebell workouts and work towards my goal.
I'm new to Tumblr, so this post is really just for myself - to keep me on track with my diet and my lifestyle change with food. I come from a big family. I'm 28, and 30 of my loved ones have passed away over the course of my life. 30. Let that sink in. There are people out there my age who've never buried a single person and have never even stepped foot into a funeral home, while my family and friends have been dropping like flies since I was 4 years old. 21 of them died of obesity related health problems. Due to my family's genetics, we have a tendancy to just naturally stack on weight, even if we're moderately exercising or eating decently most of the time. Hell, last year I trained for a 5K - I ran 5 days a week for an hour each day for 3 months straight and ate amazingly during that time. I didn't lose a single pound. So yeah, it's really just our genetics that makes me chubby. But that isn't an excuse to be obese. No one gets obese from genetics unless you have a serious illness already. We had to cremate several family members against their final wishes because they don't make caskets big enough for them. During their lives, I watched them suffer with aches and pains from their joints having too much pressure on them, and I'd watch them get worn out just from doing basic activties. They were constantly exhausted. They wouldn't be able to keep up with their kids while going for a walk - or IF they lived past 50 (most of them didnt), they couldn't play with their grandkids. I saw one of my cousins two years ago. I was 26. She was 30, and she was moving around with a walker like an old woman. She'd had a stroke. She's still alive today, but she hasn't made any changes in her eating habits or lifestyle, so I know we'll be buring her sooner rather than later too. I don't support the fat acceptance movement becasuse I don't like seeing my loved ones die. I don't like seeing their children left without a mother or father (or both). I don't like seeing one parent suddenly have to take on full time parenting while still mantaining a job or two - all while greiving. Yes, you should accept that you are fat - and accept that pretty much everyone has fat on their body. But the movement has become an excuse for obese people to continue living the way they want and dying young instead of pushing to make positive changes in their weight and health. Yes, you should love yourself. But if you don't love yourself enough to fix your life, then you don't love yourself.