Days 4 – 6 of 21: Planks, Muscle Milk & Fresh Flowers.

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It’s been a really good week.  Things are moving along at a good pace.  Not so fast that it’s wrecking havoc on my daily life, but fast enough that I’m still acknowledging progress and small successes.

Thursday’s workout went by really fast, but I’m definitely feeling it now.  There were multiple times that I wanted to drop out of the plank, cut my set short, but I didn’t.  It helped to have Tyler standing next to me, challenging me.  With every workout, I’m remembering how strong I really am.  It’s something that no one else can do for me or take from me.  So, right now, when life is pulling at my every seam, in every direction, I can say a big F-U, I’m doing me…at least for 2 hours a day.

musclemilkFriday I hit up The Myth in Maplewood for the Kip Moore / Jon Pardi concert. After an evening loud music, a couple cocktails and a hot sweaty wall to wall venue of people, it’s tradition to hit up the Taco Bell in Maple Grove on the way back.  Not the case this time.  I thought to myself, “Why ruin a great day of eating with a beefy 5-layer?”  So Muscle Milk and a Protein Pack it is.  #MiniVictory

It’s amazing how quickly I start to crave the gym.  If I could have a session 5 days a week, I would.  I’m such a weirdo. I watch instagram videos, etc of other fitness nuts that are doing killer sets and all I can think is “I’m going to do that. I WILL be doing that.”  My most recent obsession is from @Evan_Physique on Instagram:  Romanian Deadlifts from a deficit.

In due time, in due time.

Today, I’m looking at cash & carry flowers I rewarded myself with and am looking up recipes for the week.  I’m excited for this week.  It will be challenging and I’m up for it.

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Day 3 of 21 – First Workout & Random Acts of Swearing

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Whew. Day 3. Helloooo Day 3.  Today was my first session with my new trainer, Tyler.  When I walked into the gym, I saw my Mestie, Ben.  We hugged, high-fived and warmed up together on the treadmill.  Ok, let’s clarify that.  I warmed up. He took a break from lifting weights the size of me.

Tyler, much like Ben, is all about form.  I love this.  Bad Form = not just potential injuries, but the possibility of being “that guy”.  You know..the dude that everyone looks at like, “What in the hell is he doing?” Note: you don’t want to be that guy.

Bent over Row, Lunges, Leg Lifts.  Sounds pretty easy right?  Well, tell that to my legs.  I have the most restless legs in the world tonight.  Stairs and I are fighting and I’m purchasing a parachute on Amazon Prime for my free falls to the toilet seat.  Oh Leg Day, you son-of-a-bitch..you ol’ sailor you…I LOVE YOU.

Words cannot express how great I feel after a workout like that.  My form was on point. Tyler mentioned on more than one occasion that he was excited to see I was not just practicing good form, but that I was strong.

Strong is what I want to be.  Not skinny, not great in a bathing suit.  I just want to be Strong, Healthy and Fit.
I made a new recipe tonight, Egg Roll in a Bowl.  Pretty much all the good stuff from the inside of an egg roll.  Find the Recipe here

Tomorrow’s goal?  Power through another session, especially if it’s upper body. I’m gettin’ my hair did…so this girl won’t have to even try to wash her own!  Oh, and drink more water.  This one is big.

I’m off to bed, swearing with every step down the stairs as if calling my legs dirty names will make them hurt less.  Nope.  Magnesium will though.  (yes I supplement)

Day 2 of 21 – Dead Man’s Breath and New Kicks

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Today is Day 2 of 21.  More mindful of myself, my choices and my goals, my snotty.  yup. snotty.  The dreadful fall cold has found it’s way to me.  Thankfully, I’m not totally Hallmark Movie Channel snotty, just enough to give me a tired voice and throat and probably dead man’s breath.

My days are so compartmentalized. I find myself running out of time for certain tasks.  Which leads to me working from home.  I’m ok with this, except when I have the Season Opener of #TheWalkingDead to watch…eh em..to CRY over.  Good Gravy it was almost as bad as #TheRedWedding in Game of Thrones.  Don’t want to spoil anything for you..but no one on the cast is drinking Glenn Livet these days…cuz..Glenn..no Live-et. #TooSoon?

 

After work, I picked up Timothy and headed over to The Endurunce Shop for some new kicks.  Boy oh Boy, these puppies are gonna make me at least LOOK fast. lol.  My ass hurts from the mere 8 squats I did yesterday during my Fitness eval and tomorrow will be my first real session.  I plan to cuss at least 42 times in less than 30 mins tomorrow…if I don’t meet that goal, it will probably be made good when I got to sit down anywhere after my workout.

I actually moved other appointments around in my calendar today to accommodate my Gym Sessions. This is big step.  Normally, everything else comes first.  I didn’t mention why things needed to be moved around, I just did.  and that’s ok.

I smoked/grilled up some Chicken, packed the containers and am ready to take on tomorrow.

#Goalis105 #CleanEating #21DayChallenge

Day 1 of 21: Introduction & Snickers

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Today is day 1 of 21.  The first day of a new challenge I’m committing myself to.  One of my mesties aka Man Besties has decided to Jump out of Planes as an Army Ranger, so he will no longer be able to make me sweat so hard I pass out.  Before you go and think..bow chicka wow wow…I’m talking about weight lifting.

Over the past few months, my schedule and his just didn’t match up. So now, I have more than 50 paid for training sessions to use and abuse.

Today I met with a new trainer, a new challenge and a new set of laughs.  I forgot how much I love to challenge my body.  I love my time at the gym and I’m excited to crush some PR’s. I’ll be hittin’ the racks 3x/week and I’m pretty pumped about it.

I see a lot of squats, deadlifts, crushed goals and inner happiness in the future.

So, here I sit, excited for a new challenge as I sit here watching Supernatural on Netflix and eating a Halloween Snickers and a Diet Coke.  Yes. Yes, I journaled it.  Yes I’m ashamed. wait. nope. Nope, I’m not.  #nomnomnom #EatASnickers