Honest fitness by ellenruth

I thought I would have a little fun with my blog post this time. I feel like the world of Instagram gets very serious, everyone talks about trying to look ‘perfect’ (doesn’t exist FYI) and then the perfect way to train. It can be very daunting for new people stepping into the industry, as there seems to be that pressure that any advice or videos etc. need to be exactly right. Not all training types and advice works for everyone, so that’s pretty impossible. I understand it is about your health, and people with expertise helping others is great. But it should be about helping – motivating – not trolling. So, fitness has been a big part of my life for a little while now, and my training is by no means perfect – half the time I seem to be the most uncoordinated and clumsy person in the room. As a bit of light-hearted entertainment, from a fitness complete non-expert over here. Enjoy the five most embarrassing moments I’ve dealt with at the gym. (Que cringing and facepalms just writi...

Sorry, my next blog has taken so long, I’ve had my own problems personally to deal with, but finally back on track in my head and just wanting to put myself, my success and happiness first for once. The other week I was sent my first outfit from the company, Fabletics, which is an activewear brand co-founded by Kate Hudson. I will link the website at the end if you’re interested but as the title of my blog suggests – I promise I’m not just going to gush over everything I write about, as usual just an honest opinion 😊 This is the full Narla 3-Piece Outfit here - I got a pair of leggings, a sports bra and a jacket. (I’ll admit now that the jacket is my favourite haha)   High-Waisted Mesh Powerhold® Legging – Black Cherry I got the high-waisted leggings in black cherry, size S – I bought the size small because the size guide referenced this as the same as a UK size 10. I struggle with leggings a lot, as I am a small girl with quite wide hips and a small waist – so find...

It is coming up to 3 and a half months since I decided to knuckle down and sort my health out. Logic and reason can see the numbers on the scale and the tape measure go down, but why is it that I mentally struggle to accept that I have made any progress at all? Don’t get me wrong I love people mentioning that I’ve lost weight and look healthier, but as much as I can politely accept a compliment, there is always that little voice. The voice of self-doubt creeps in. As what I can see in the mirror doesn’t reflect the numbers or the comments. My own doubt, I believe, comes from previous ‘failure’ and ‘delusions of progress’ – since I realised I had put on weight I have been killing myself in the gym for the last two years. Pushing harder and harder, believing I was making progress…but honestly, I wasn’t. I was still eating ridiculous amounts of crap, just doing heavy weights (with awful form so constantly pulling my back out) and couldn’t see myself getting bigger. So now, while ...

It’s always a struggle writing something from scratch, but I to start a blog, I should start with my fitness and health story so far 😊 From the age of 16 to 21 my body didn’t change much, even through the boozey, sugar-filled world of university, I stayed at a constant eight and a half stone – which is around a UK size 6-8 – and as I am quite a little person (5ft 2), I didn’t think too much would ever change. This was standard for me, I was happy wearing little tight dresses and partying the night away. After uni, I started work, up at 7am every morning (kill me), and at the same time, went on to the contraceptive injection. I guess it wasn’t the one for me, as I started CRAVING food. I was snacking on chocolate and sweet treats constantly, but thought nothing of it, as my body had never changed before… But then it did. In six months I gain two stone and over the next year my self-confidence took an absolute nose dive. I was stuck in the circle of being tired/upset, comfo...