Why the scale means nothing.

Last week, I weighed myself for the first time since January. I wished the number would have been lower, but it was still an improvement and I did not feel discouraged. The next time I weighed myself, two days later, the number was lower, and I was excited.

And the two days after that consisted of not-so-healthy eating (s’mores cake is so good though) and skipping the gym.

So today when I weighed myself after a great workout, the number was higher than I had hoped (A pound heavier than the original weight last week) and instantly felt upset that I had let myself fall off track.

R E M I N D E R 

Do not fret! Body weight can fluctuate up to five pounds within a day! According to Women’s Health, “Your hydration level, exercise, bathroom habits, and exactly what you’ve had to eat that day” can affect weight gain throughout the day. In fact, after doing some research I learned that it’s actually quite difficult to truly “gain weight” overnight. Check out this article to learn more.

So even though I like keeping track of the number on the scale, I think I’m going to do a weekly weigh-in to see my progress. I’ve learned that weighing yourself every day or every other day can be inaccurate and more importantly, demoralizing and detrimental to your mentality. However, now I’m motivated to eat clean, get my workouts in, and drink tons of water (even though it will add water weight) for the next few weeks! At the end of the day, all that matters is that YOU feel confident, happy, and healthy!

Keep your head up, babes.


What’s your definition of progress?

Last summer, I shared this picture with you all on my blog and other social media outlets. It wasn’t easy, but I was proud of the significant progress I had made with my body.


After that, I went abroad. I lived in the land of pasta, bread, and cheese, and in addition to the nonexistent exercise (unless you consider the walk to and from the bar every night…), the progress I felt like I had made disappeared.

Fast forward to January. I returned to San Diego, eager to get back in shape, eat right, and feel as good as I did pre-study abroad. And I did- for about three weeks. Then school started, I got a job, and suddenly I was either on campus all day, or running to work at the mall, eating whatever unhealthy snacks I could find. Finally, I started to convince myself to actually go grocery shopping, and find time for the gym as often as I could (and not beat myself up for not going everyday).

Though I haven’t been perfect, I’m on track to be in a good place. Since March 2014 (a little over two years ago), I’ve lost over 30 pounds. Since coming back from abroad, I fit into my clothes better and feel more confident everyday. I’m insanely proud of this accomplishment and know that I can continue to improve my body and ultimately feel better about myself. An important factor is not putting myself down if I have a not so healthy day. Today, for example, I did pretty well, but ate half a bag of chips (quinoa tortilla chips aren’t horrible though, right??) and skipped the gym. Remind yourself it’s okay to treat yo-self, just to always be aware of what you’re putting in your body and take note the next day at the gym.

Here are some progress pictures from early March into this week. The changes are small, but progress and improvement won’t happen over night (bottom left is the most recent).

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Each day I am feeling better about myself and I’m excited to see what I can accomplish before my birthday and in my 21st year (weeeee!). This is my definition of progress. What’s yours?

Follow me for the journey.

xoxo, Kass


Toes in the sand.

It’s been about 4 months since my bare feet have touched sand.

But last weekend I had my first day off from work, on a weekend, when the weather was beautiful. There isn’t a better feeling than driving down to the beach in shorts, playing in the water, getting tan, throwing the football around, and enjoying beautiful San Diego.

I feel like all I’ve been saying recently is how busy I am. Hell, I haven’t updated this blog in a month. But in reality, you have to work hard to play hard. And all the days I’ve missed out at the beach were made up for by one beautiful and memorable Sunday afternoon. Hopefully it won’t be another 4 months until I can return to the water (trust me, it won’t).

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How lucky am I? 4/17/16