Here is Week 1 Photo, from the very beginning.. and today Week 13, 2 weeks into boot camp. I probably should've worn a tighter shirt, I'm sure there is more definition under all that fabric... or so I'd like to think ;)
Showing posts with label new hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new hair. Show all posts
Friday, September 23, 2011
Picture this: Week 13
Well here it is like I promised. I thought about doing a comparison shot from before I started bootcamp, like doing a set of three pics instead of two, but there isn't much difference in the photo from before. So sadly there isn't much a visual change since I started boot camp. I'm a whole different person though, so don't let the looks fool you.
Here is Week 1 Photo, from the very beginning.. and today Week 13, 2 weeks into boot camp. I probably should've worn a tighter shirt, I'm sure there is more definition under all that fabric... or so I'd like to think ;)
Here is Week 1 Photo, from the very beginning.. and today Week 13, 2 weeks into boot camp. I probably should've worn a tighter shirt, I'm sure there is more definition under all that fabric... or so I'd like to think ;)
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Hiking + New Do
Friday morning I went hiking with my friend Carmen, and fellow boot-camper. We met at some mountain off 7th Street and Peoria and started off with a few stretches. She probably saw the fear in my eyes and said "don't defeat yourself before you even try." So with that we started the "hike." I use quotes because the first part of the trail was basically a CLIMB. Hiking is HARD. My shins and calves were on fire, I was so out of breath only after going maybe like 20 yards or so. The incline was steep and the terrain was... rocky.
The days leading up to Friday I had imagined us on a dirt trail with maybe a few ups and downs, maybe a rock or two to climb over. I never pictured actually almost scaling up the side of a mountain. When we got to the top of this point, we met the paved trail.... The easier one. Probably MY level trail. So I thought. We headed up the mountain on this paved trail and I thought it would be a piece of cake from there. WRONG. The only thing easier/different was that there weren't any loose rocks that I need to manuever over. It was just has steep, but on this trail I could turn around and walk backwards to take some pressure off my shins. That was nice.
I made it to the next point and said "Is this the end? Did I make it to the top?" Carmen looked at me funny and said "uh..noo"........ I replied, "well did I make it half way?" Again, "uhm... nooo not even close".
Freak.
At that point we had come to the conclusion that maybe this trail was a wee too advanced for me for my FIRST hike ever. I was about ready to die so I had her go ahead finish her mountain while I waited for her at the bottom.
I didn't give up though. I went back down to point 1, where the rock cliff met up that I had come up from. Then turned around and went back up to point 2. I then walked the paved trail further past point 1 and back up twice. Hiking is some serious shizzle.
Since I'm a photographer and want to capture every moment on film, I wanted to bring my camera with me to document my first hike. My husband talked me out of it because "uh HELLO!? what if you fall?" Good point, I seriously didn't want to ruin thousands of dollars worth of equipment to document my fat booty climbing a mountain. I used my phone instead. Watching the sunrise over the city was beautiful.
Later that morning I decided since I'm going through all these changes in my life, I might as well make just one more. I cut my hair AGAIN. This time about 9 inches off. It's verrrry short in the back and longer in front. My main reason was I've been working out and will be working out even more and my hair just makes me hot. So off it goes. It's super cropped on my neck and wont be getting in my way anymore. I took a cheesy phone pic because I was so excited. Also, if you'll observe, I have less of a double chin than a few weeks ago. HOLLA!
The days leading up to Friday I had imagined us on a dirt trail with maybe a few ups and downs, maybe a rock or two to climb over. I never pictured actually almost scaling up the side of a mountain. When we got to the top of this point, we met the paved trail.... The easier one. Probably MY level trail. So I thought. We headed up the mountain on this paved trail and I thought it would be a piece of cake from there. WRONG. The only thing easier/different was that there weren't any loose rocks that I need to manuever over. It was just has steep, but on this trail I could turn around and walk backwards to take some pressure off my shins. That was nice.
I made it to the next point and said "Is this the end? Did I make it to the top?" Carmen looked at me funny and said "uh..noo"........ I replied, "well did I make it half way?" Again, "uhm... nooo not even close".
Freak.
At that point we had come to the conclusion that maybe this trail was a wee too advanced for me for my FIRST hike ever. I was about ready to die so I had her go ahead finish her mountain while I waited for her at the bottom.
I didn't give up though. I went back down to point 1, where the rock cliff met up that I had come up from. Then turned around and went back up to point 2. I then walked the paved trail further past point 1 and back up twice. Hiking is some serious shizzle.
Since I'm a photographer and want to capture every moment on film, I wanted to bring my camera with me to document my first hike. My husband talked me out of it because "uh HELLO!? what if you fall?" Good point, I seriously didn't want to ruin thousands of dollars worth of equipment to document my fat booty climbing a mountain. I used my phone instead. Watching the sunrise over the city was beautiful.
Later that morning I decided since I'm going through all these changes in my life, I might as well make just one more. I cut my hair AGAIN. This time about 9 inches off. It's verrrry short in the back and longer in front. My main reason was I've been working out and will be working out even more and my hair just makes me hot. So off it goes. It's super cropped on my neck and wont be getting in my way anymore. I took a cheesy phone pic because I was so excited. Also, if you'll observe, I have less of a double chin than a few weeks ago. HOLLA!
Saturday, July 2, 2011
New Do
It's always been an observation of mine that over weight woman tend to have long hair. I don't know why. I know why *I* always did, but not sure on the others.
I have had long hair my ENTIRE life, minus one year when I cut if off in beauty school. People have always commented how gorgeous my hair is.. thank you thank you.. It's long, thick, wavy, will style howEVER you want it. It's most peoples dream hair, I guess... not being conceited, but that's just what I've been told. When you have an insecurity, what do you do? You find a distraction. If you have humungo ears, you wear your hair down. If you have a huge forehead (FIVE-head), you wear bangs etc etc. I noticed throughout my life how many comments on I got on my hair. I guess subconsciously I thought, "If I draw attention to my hair, maybe they won't notice how fat I am"...?? That's the stupidest freakin' thing I could ever think. How can anyone NOT notice I take up half (not quite) of the room? Hair doesn't shrink people. Again, just stupid thinking... yet I've done it for years.
So I'm putting myself out there even more. I'm not going to hide behind my hair anymore. It'll grow back, sure. But only because I WANT long hair, not because I need it for a distraction. I cut and colored it all by myself.. I'm a hairstylist, it was no biggie.
Added bonuses of having short(er) hair:
-less shampoo & conditioner
-subtract about 10 degrees of heat from lack of the hair-blanket
-takes me an HOUR less time to style it.
-^^I actually WILL style it
-it doesn't get caught in my armpits everytime I move my arm (eww huh?)
-no more slamming it in car doors and almost decapitating myself
Ahhh there are so many more, I could go on for days. Here are some pictures to show what I've done. The bangs could be a regret in a few days. I hate hair in my face, yet every time I grow my bangs out, I want to cut them again. SMH, sometimes I'm just stoopid.
(before, duh.. then after)
I have had long hair my ENTIRE life, minus one year when I cut if off in beauty school. People have always commented how gorgeous my hair is.. thank you thank you.. It's long, thick, wavy, will style howEVER you want it. It's most peoples dream hair, I guess... not being conceited, but that's just what I've been told. When you have an insecurity, what do you do? You find a distraction. If you have humungo ears, you wear your hair down. If you have a huge forehead (FIVE-head), you wear bangs etc etc. I noticed throughout my life how many comments on I got on my hair. I guess subconsciously I thought, "If I draw attention to my hair, maybe they won't notice how fat I am"...?? That's the stupidest freakin' thing I could ever think. How can anyone NOT notice I take up half (not quite) of the room? Hair doesn't shrink people. Again, just stupid thinking... yet I've done it for years.
So I'm putting myself out there even more. I'm not going to hide behind my hair anymore. It'll grow back, sure. But only because I WANT long hair, not because I need it for a distraction. I cut and colored it all by myself.. I'm a hairstylist, it was no biggie.
Added bonuses of having short(er) hair:
-less shampoo & conditioner
-subtract about 10 degrees of heat from lack of the hair-blanket
-takes me an HOUR less time to style it.
-^^I actually WILL style it
-it doesn't get caught in my armpits everytime I move my arm (eww huh?)
-no more slamming it in car doors and almost decapitating myself
Ahhh there are so many more, I could go on for days. Here are some pictures to show what I've done. The bangs could be a regret in a few days. I hate hair in my face, yet every time I grow my bangs out, I want to cut them again. SMH, sometimes I'm just stoopid.
(before, duh.. then after)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)