#pushmylimits

Hello Loves!

So my journey has officially begun. I had a great birthday weekend in Vermont, but I was really excited to come back home and begin #projectpushmylimits. 

I started the week off by taking my first set of photos which I can look back on to see my progress every month. My main goals mentally throughout this journey are to feel good about myself and my body and really build up my mental strength (will power). Physically, I want to see myself look like a healthy 20 year old that LIKES to take care of her body. I also want a butt lol. 

In all honesty, I’m not quite proud of my first week, but that’s okay. I didn’t just give up on my goals because the first week wasn’t a “success”. Everyday is a new day. 

I went to the gym twice in the first week, which is 2 days short of my weekly goal. I ate at whatever time was convenient, although my goal is to intermittent fast (which has been an easy habit in the past). And I didn’t stick to my dietary goals either because my fridge wasn’t stocked up and I had 2 more birthday brunch and dinner celebrations with friends/family. 

I don’t think I failed because this is only the beginning. I am not trying to restrict myself from natural cravings and punish myself if I give in. I want to do this in a mentally and physically healthy way. I’m trying to start living a new lifestyle, not follow some diet. It will take time, it will take will power and determination, and there will be some days where I will let my PMS-ing self enjoy a couple donuts or a couple slices of pizza. I am listening to my body, but I am also challenging it. 

Today marks the first day of week 2 and I’ve deemed it a great day and an awesome step in the right direction. I did hella cardio at the gym. I ate healthy, satisfying meals in my 8 hour intermittent fasting span. And I had a rather productive day on top of that (cleaned my apartment, planned my week, took some time for self care, etc). I would also like to thank my best friend Magda, who is joining me on this journey, for keeping me in check everyday, love you girl. 

So, here’s to week 2! Ready to really #pushmylimits these next couple of days and I’ll report back next week! 

Hi Cuties!

My name is Claudia and I’m starting this blog, first and foremost, for myself, because it’s time I put my physical health in order and secondly, for anyone else who needs the inspiration. I’m here to share with you my perspective on training my body harder than I ever have as I go through the process. I’m here to show you the unfiltered truth of getting into shape, loving your body and treating it right. I’m here to be a friend to anyone who needs someone on their team while they go through their own journey. I’m here to empower the strong, beautiful women of the internet. And I’m here to push myself beyond my limits.

Welcome to Project Push My Limits.

What’s My Story

I’m not going to start at the beginning because it has no effect on the present, but I will start from my senior year of high school. I have never found the right words to describe my “body type” considering it was too “chubby” to be “skinny” and too “thin” to be “fat”. I was never “athletic” even though I did 3 sports in high school, but I wasn’t very good. All I know, is that I was never happy with how I looked. Mid senior year something pushed me enough to get me in the gym nearly everyday, eat “cleaner” than usual, and start to hustle. I was dropping pounds and starting to feel more appreciative of my body. I went from a solid 150 lbs to 125 lbs in about 4/5 months. I was getting so many compliments, I looked great for prom and suddenly became photogenic. I was happier.

I went to the Fashion Institute of Technology for college and luckily was not affected by the freshman 15. However, sophomore year can officially be deemed: the worst year of my life. Long story short- I started gaining weight, was diagnosed with Graves’ Disease, began a terrible relationship with food, gained more weight, went through 2 close friend breakups, gained more weight, another friend breakup, and then gained more weight.

Cut to today- I am a junior at FIT, Graves’ Disease is a bitch, I’m eating OK, but I haven’t REALLY exercised in like months, might have another autoimmune disease I’m testing for and I’m fucking sick of all of it.

It’s so easy to blame my laziness on me being sick. I know my body fairly well, and trust me, more days than not, the sickness messes me up. I can’t even put into words how difficult it can be sometimes. I cry a lot about it, but it is what it is, everything happens for a reason. Starting next Monday, October 28th, 2019, my mentality and my will power will be put to the test. I would start today, but my birthday is Saturday and I’ll give myself that. I want to look good, feel good, and I want a damn booty.

Join Me

You can expect update posts about how I’m doing, what I’ve learned and random thoughts that cross my mind. You can expect inspiration. You can expect recipes by myself or recipes I want to try. And you can expect to see a change in me: physically and mentally. Please join me!

I have been separated for a year now. In that time I have lost over 90 lbs. Regained a great deal of confidence. Been exploring the world around me as well as some of my physical and emotional limits.

It is time to take things to a new level. Ask me anything, dare me to try something new. Help me push myself. Nothing will be out of consideration.

I desire adventure and exploration.