https://instatbt.com/Place/amersfoort/26394654Amersfoortnog 16 weken...ik zei toch vorige week..let’s countdown 😉...ik krijg het op mijn heupen 😆...wat inhoudt dat ik af en toe denk “wat the f...” dit gaat niet goed, dit kan ik niet, waar begin ik aan 😱..Maar inmiddels heb ik de “pasjes” en het draaien door..nu klaar om binnenkort te werken aan mijn i-walk en de puntjes op de i..want iets weten hoe het zit is heel wat anders dan het doen..!!! Een fijne zondag allemaal, ga je nog wat leuks doen?
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Kimberly 🔥🙏🔥Kimberly 🔥🙏🔥2017-11-18😩 Although this photo is a bit grainy, it pretty much sums up my day. I'm coming off a last few days of my final push for my fitness competition, and yesterday it got the best of me. I've been working so hard with a "no days off" mentality for the past two months, and really pushing myself in a few different ways; I've been disciplined with my meals and have been nowhere near shy of stacking on extra calories when recommended to by my team captain, I've been consistently pushing myself hard in the gym and lifting heavy every time, and I've talked myself into getting my workout done on even the days when I've been sick, had an injury, or felt pretty darn tired. I only took rest days for the sole purpose of body recovery as truly needed. SO....when the body fat scale weighed me in at only 6lbs heavier with a 2% body fat gain, I was honestly devastated. That translates to roughly only 3lbs muscle gained, and 3lbs fat gained! What the heck?!?! Seriously? How could that be, on both accounts?! And a 50/50 ratio of fat gained to muscle gained?! Something felt seriously wrong! I HAD to have gained more muscle than 3lbs, and definitely not at a 50% ratio to fat gain, holy heck! 😖 So....it really got to me. I started questioning myself and all the hard work I put into the last two months. I concluded that either my numbers on the scale didn't add up, or that somehow I....didn't add up. It's safe to say that I allowed myself an afternoon of feeling sorry for myself, and to reflect on all the other areas of my life where I feel I've put so much effort in yet with such little return. And, I cried. Yep. This competition to me has been more than my body and fitness; it's been about my mind and self determination, and how that can spill over into other areas of my life. In a way it became a way for me to self validate, a place for me to belong, something that I was good at and could be proud of when much of my life so far has felt like a never ending road of feeling "behind". I wanted to prove to myself that I am changing this long streak of feeling like I've been dragging my feet in the mud. And then.....here I was, crying because all my hard work felt in vain. (Continued👇) https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/e35/23667912_771499083034449_2820548758935175168_n.jpg2017-11-18