Tuesday, 04 December 2012
Slowly but surely. I am doing a winter challenge at my gym and I needed it. Right when I felt like I was dwindling in motivation and plateauing fast, the challenge began. I am motivated again and definitely challenged!!
My new fitness goal and challenge is doing pull ups and dips. At my gym they have an assisted pull-up/dip machine. If you think this is easy... think again. I will admit that it does help out amateurs like me to be able to even do them. However, you still have to pull your own body weight up or down depending on what exercise you are doing... the pull up or dip. My trainer taught me how to do it. I will say it was intimidating, especially since I am petrified of heights. If you Google assisted pull up machine you will see why. If I get a chance I will snap a pic of it and post it on here.
Anyway, I tried it out for the first time yesterday and I am so sore from the top half of my back to my shoulders, all the way down my triceps to my forearms AND my chest. That machine is no joke, but just like the running, it is a challenge. I feel like it is something I have to defeat. Perhaps it's the fear I am really defeating. I feared the machine because I thought I couldn't even get on it. Just like the running, I never saw myself to be a runner or to even get to where I am at running now. Running makes me tired as hell, but it often (not always) invigorates me. I'm addicted to running. I can't get on the treadmill without running. I am trying to build endurance for the 5k. So far I am at 2.75 miles in 30 minutes. I am a quarter of a mile away. Once I beat that on the treadmill I have to beat it outside... running in the open, for real. I am petrified. Will I be able to do it?? Yet, it is that very same fear that drives me... challenges me and tells me... you gotta do it. It's like I have something to prove to someone, but really it's no one... only me.
I lost another 5 pounds this week and I don't know what I did to lose it since these past few weeks my eating habits (for me) have been horrendous. I have been eating good and bad all at once...plus I stopped counting my calories almost completely. I did not fall completely off the wagon because I did stay in the gym. This week I finally realized why my eating habits have been all out of whack... my beautiful hormones. Don't'cha just love them, ladies?? Well I am back to counting calories and I did awful on Thanksgiving. I will openly say I hit over 2k calories... something I have not done in ages!! I usually stay under 1500 calories a day. If you have never started to watch your calorie intake or your selection of foods you put in your body, this may seem like a big feat, but it is not. Counting calories helps me to watch what I put into my body and make healthier choices of food selections. I eat MOSTLY not entirely organic. In my home you will rarely find something junky. If you do, it will be in a portioned size, ie: ice cream in a personal size (equals one scoop). I don't buy sugary drinks, sodas, or juice. It's milk and water in my home. It makes a difference. Less sugary items in my home means less sugar intake for me and my kids. So candy is another no, no, in my home. If I want something sweet I eat a piece of fruit.. it gives me my fix plus fiber all at once. I tell my kids to do the same. They are small, but have already learned water is better than juice and junk food is something we indulge in once in a blue moon. I don't deprive myself either, all in moderation and not every day or every week. I'd crash if I did that.
I have begun to notice some definition in my hamstrings today. That is an awesome feeling. My fat suit is peeling off of me one workout at a time, one healthy meal at a time. It feels great when you see the results. Why wouldn't you want to do it after you saw that?? When I become lean and mean... HEALTHY... I will feel so much pride in myself. The work, time, sweat and money I have invested will have been all worth it. I have to make it there. I am 25 pounds away from reaching my goal... I am so close I can see it... I can feel it. I feel like a bad a$$ when I am on that pull up machine. On the inside I am a fit woman with lean muscles making it look like a breeze, but on the outside I am still sweatin' off the fat suit. I will get there soon. Keep cheering me on if you can... I need it! Inspiration equals motivation. Join my challenge to lose 25 pounds with me. It all starts with baby steps. 60 down, 25 to go!! That's nothing to sneeze at, don't'cha think??