When I get to the kitchen, the only thing that sounds good for meal 1 is oatmeal. I finish eating my meal in what feels like 3 bites then I drink down a full Nalgene bottle.
I am not interested in going to the gym today or being fit for that matter. I feel like all the work has been wasted and I have lost so much ground in one day. These horrible feelings and laziness tell me that I had a successful cheat day! I think the other thing I'm dealing with is the 1 month mopes. The 1 month mark is tuff for me. I call it my ugly duckling stage of weight loss. I have no defined body right now. When I started I was unhappy with my body. Now my goal is to be a lean machine. I am stuck in the middle of that. I am happy with the progress so far but unhappy with the current condition.
When I change my body, I always have a new goal after I accomplish one. If I don't have a goal at all times, I will get the "good enough" bug. Example, say I want to have a 6 pack. I work really hard, acquire this 6 pack. What now? I don't quit working out, or eating right. I need a new goal to build on the last one. Otherwise I will become complacent and revert to my old ways. This is a lifestyle change, not a temporary change.
It is finally time to go the gym and I am looking for any excuse not to go. Anything will work. I eat my meal, then head out the door. This is what I chose to do, now I must go. I get to the gym and mosey on in. The pace I am walking at is not urgent. I am hoping to avoid going inside, by walking slower.
I get inside and head to my corner and start my core exercises. The plank goes great, I have progressed it a little by picking up one foot. This puts a nice strain on the midsection. I repeat this on both legs, then do the exercise 3 times. Next, I spend a little time stretching. I want to do this since last week was my first weight training week and today is my first day back. I finish stretching out then head to the dumbbells.
Today is shoulders and I plan to make them sore. My first exercise is going to be a single arm, standing, dumbbell shoulder press. I start with my right arm then my left arm. This is one set, I repeat 3 times. Next is single arm, standing, arnies. This is brutal, I think I cry a little bit. The first exercise exhausted my shoulders and triceps, now the arnies are kicking them while they are down. I do 3 sets of this then move to lateral raises. The lateral raises are nice, painful and burn like hell. When I finish 3 sets of this, I do 3 sets of front raises. I think that will do but I want to do a few sets of dumbbell shrugs. I grab a set of dumbbells and do 3 sets of shrugs. Wow, these shrugs are no fun at all. Now that I am finished I head to the treadmill for my 61 minutes of fame.
I decide it is time for a new treadmill, one with a t.v. that has sound. Watching t.v. helps me finish my treadmill session. I get hooked on a show, then my hour and minute go by very quick. I find a new treadmill, hop on, push the quick start button. I think I will watch Top Gear on BBC. It has only been 3 minutes into my session and my legs are starting to hurt. I need to stretch. I pause, stretch then continue. I had to repeat this stretching a few times and the pain eventually goes away. I finish my 61 minutes and can't wait to leave. When I leave, I still feel kinda blah. I think I am just having one of those days. Never mind how I felt today, I still went to the gym and ate my meals. Mission accomplished!
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