How to lose weight for the New Year in Orenburg

Meet Tanya Tkacheva. A fearless and cheerful girl who not only made a promise to herself to weigh less by December 31, but also seriously took up her wish. As the saying goes: hope for Santa Claus and don’t make a mistake yourself! Woman’sDay for a healthy approach to weight loss – sports and proper nutrition. Tanya will keep an online diary of the entire process right here on our portal. She will talk about all the procedures and simulators that really helped her, share her observations in nutrition. You will only have to be inspired by her success and lead the figure yourself to the desired state.

So, the initial data: 65 kg with a height of 161 cm. The goal is 53 kg. Go!

Today I got on the scales. After all, she promised not to upset herself – the commission is at the institute, day and night at work, eating sweets … But she could not resist. 65 kilograms! Yes, I haven’t started myself like that for a long time … I’ll go drink tea out of grief. Oh no, better sleep! Sleep is our everything!

Woke up on Saturday from a phone call. A friend called to go to the store, choose a dress for a corporate party. Okay, shopping will help you unwind, I decided. But in vain. It would be better not to go anywhere. After all, I saw him. The dress of your dreams. But my dream has only one size left – 44th. I couldn’t fit! I had to leave the lonely little dress to be sad on the hanger. I’m going to cry now.

This cannot be tolerated further. Tomorrow I’ll move to the gym.

I arrived at the fitness club and immediately got an appointment with a fitness consultant. And then I wanted to cry again. 35% adipose tissue! Yes, this certification at the institute was hard for me … Here it is a terrible truth about buns and bars – they all cast on the hips, no matter how hard you try.

The trainer of the club “Favorite Fitness”, the stern athlete Slava, brought me out of the stupor, who immediately began to prop up the barbells of all kinds of simulators with me. He just tore up all my ideas about what they do in the gym. No giggling with girlfriends, unhurried fashion shows between the machines. Don’t lose your pulse, 30 seconds, next approach! And the most amazing thing was that it was easy for me. More precisely – not hellishly unbearable. However, when Slava hung 20 kilos for squats on my barbell, I prayed. But incredible: I squatted! I thought I’d fold like an accordion. And suddenly three sets of 15 times are performed, legs and buttocks are strained to the limit … But they do not tremble. It turns out that you just need to exhale while lifting – and you can do more! And the lower back does not break if the back is slightly bent …

Most of all I was amazed by “climbing the step platform”. There is no need to run along the path with my tongue hanging over my shoulder – two dumbbells in my hands, two step platforms one on top of the other, and I go upstairs and go downstairs. Calmly. It is both easy and difficult … Sweat pours out like a river, and I just feel my subcutaneous fat burning in the firebox of muscles.

The worst thing is the coach’s attentive eyes. “Is it hard for you? This is one piece of cake. Or a roll with jam. Or snickers. Do you love them exactly that way? “…

It just blew me up. That’s when to talk about healthy eating! Not on an empty stomach, not on a cheerful and relaxed state of mind … After an hour in the gym under the inexorable control of a trainer, that’s when you understand what all these snacks threaten!

After training yesterday, I felt strangely at ease. Usually I barely crawled out of the hall, but here I didn’t, I left, however, in a light trance. I even made dinner at home (a harsh protein recipe from a trainer), went to bed and fell asleep strangely quickly.

Nothing hurt in the morning. But usually after exercise machines I got up with back pain and shaking in my legs. Slava said: muscle pain should come on the second day. That is, I have a day? Excellent.

I don’t want sweets for breakfast. Generally. Gathered for work. Surprisingly, my cheeks were asleep. And the bruises under the eyes seem to have become smaller. Does it happen in one go?

Everything was fine up to the stairs. This staircase is just hell. My limbs are so burning that every step I have to drag myself almost by the hair. At the same time, nothing hurts! But everything is so tight … This is what training for the bottom means. What did the girls and I do on fitness before? Only my back hurt afterwards.

A colleague was offended that I refused the cake – after all, it is her birthday. But in my head there is only a light knock of sneakers on a step platform. Up! Way down! Up! And upward is getting harder with every step. I don’t want cake … I think it is so sugary-sweet, mouth full of saliva …

It seems to me that I would love to come to the “Favorite Fitness” hall today. But the trainer said the muscles must rest for 48 hours. Relax, muscles! We have spinach chicken breast today. By the way, it’s delicious. And I don’t want to eat as hysterically as before. Such a healthy hunger. Perhaps, I will simulate my business affairs and go to bed early. Muscle pain is promised me tomorrow!

This is the night! I dreamed about my favorite truffle candies and tiramisu. I ate them all night. And then Slava came and brought me a meringue cake. I offered him, but he didn’t want to, I had to eat everything myself … Then I climb the tower of the steps and suddenly I fall painfully. I wake up. There are no steps, but the pain is in place. The coach’s forecast came true.

It’s seven in the morning, I’m lying on the bed with a taste of chocolate in my mouth and an incredibly strange pain in my entire lower body. This pain … It does not hinder my movements, does not break, does not shoot. She just squeezed my muscles in a vise … And this is even somehow masochistically pleasant. Shower. Some unusually tense legs are reflected in the mirror. Of course, this is not the ideal that my imagination draws … But I am already on my way, and to something even more beautiful! I have a workout for the top today! Handles, hangers, catching up with the legs!

To be continued …