*Deep Breath*

Hi!

Thanks for being here.

Today I just wanted to launch this with a bit of background info on why I’m actually here. Like why I even thought I could type stuff into a computer and people would read it. Well, I don’t know that they actually will, but here I go giving it a good old try.

So this is me. My name is Keira. I am a University Student, graduating in November. I am a Receptionist at a busy hotel. I am a Female. I am a Daughter, I am a Sibling, I am a Girlfriend, I am a Mate. I am stressed at any given point in the day. I have put on more weight than I’d like to admit to myself. I am lazy. My room is a mess, so is my diet and also my head. I am constantly juggling multiple aspects of life and I don’t know how these adults do it!

Do you relate? If you do, I guess you’re my target audience (communications student knowledge drop)!!

I’ve been thinking about doing this for a while. For a few reasons. Mostly to hopefully hold myself accountable for some healthy choices! This week I have seen two separate images that have kind of kicked me in the metaphorical testicles and inspired me to get started.

First:

And I’m gonna call out Facebook Memories right here right now. ME ONE YEAR AGO. Look I know this isn’t perfect, but gee did I feel good about myself and my body. I was a size 8 and I was strong and healthy. I had just completed a 12 week challenge and I had seen so many positive changes. Sadly, as I sit and write crying into my coffee (not really), I don’t look like this. I’m not that strong anymore, my squat ability tells me that, and I guess I just haven’t had the motivation to maintain everything that I know I was when I took this shameless mirror selfie.

Second: And this is not my image but a PT Friend of mine’s…

This hit me so hard in so many different feels. Food is addictive. I am super likely to eat if I feel stressed, anxious, sad. I absolutely love food, but unfortunately I don’t love enough of the RIGHT food. There was once a time when I used to exercise to get through exam stress. I loved exercising, I loved tracking the changes I saw, I loved beating my personal best. I really don’t know where that enjoyment and, dare I say it, passion has gone.

I can acknowledge that depression is a difficult thing to overcome. It has hit me in a few different ways throughout different stages of my life so I am definitely not an “Exercise fixes all!” kinda gal. But I am feeling down lately, and maybe the exercise thing has some truth to it. Because thinking back to how I felt when that first photo was taken, it’s a huge difference to how I feel right now.

So aside from expressing general 20-something thoughts and experiences here with you all, I’m also calling myself out and discussing the types of foods i’m eating, good and bad, and the exercise I am or am not doing. If anyone wants to know my thoughts on a particular topic please feel free to hit up the contact page.

Otherwise; I’m thinking this is just going to be a comical, real-life observation of how things sometimes suck… so jump on board and let’s chat about being 20-something and the shit we have to put up with!

K x