I was 78kg. I hated my body, I just broke up. I was determined to lose weight. I tried running three times a week. I even got on 2 antidepressants and 1 antipsychotics. But I still persisted.
I lost till I was 64kg. I still hated my body. I was starving myself, making myself go in runs I hated.
After gaining to 68kg, I decided to start gymming. I was stupid, stubborn and refused to do a programme. I hurt my shoulder and i stopped all exercise. Even running.
This year I went in a birthday trip. I hated the way I look in all photos. I was determined to shape my body.
I started strong curves 2 months ago and i fell hard. It was easy full body exercises instead of the PPL. My butt filled out. My arms isn’t that flabby.
And I feel ok in my body. Even if i’m 72kg. Sometimes the number on the scale don’t matter. Especially if you are consistent and building muscle.
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