It is Wednesday, so to follow suit with last week I must post pics of my progress. I hope you are prepared to be amazed. Well not really, but I think weekly photos will give a great show of progress. I eat my first meal with my family. Now it is photo time. I go grab the same jeans I wore last week to keep the comparison consistent. Photos taken, now let's get the children ready and go for a walk.
We get the kids ready to go for a walk and already I am starting to feel hungry again. I don't worry about being hungry, I just think about what time I have to eat. The walk is so nice, cool and relaxed. We are just having a nice stroll with the children and dog enjoying the morning sun. I don't have the thought of skipping cardio today, like I did yesterday, because I already broke that thinking pattern.
We get back home, unload the car, and my stomach feels a little off. I don't feel sick, but I don't feel great either. I eat my next meal of chicken and rice, then try to relax before I go to the gym. The whole morning and afternoon I just don't feel good. When I don't feel good, I don't want to go workout or do anything for that matter. I just want to take a nap and hope this stomach ache goes away. I don't think it is hunger, or dehydration, I think it is just an off stomach. I don't want to go to the gym at all, because if I do it will be a waste of time. The negative, sit around thoughts start rolling in already. It seems any time I am tired, sore, sick, etc my mind will try to talk me out of going to the gym. In the past, I would work out sick. I don't mean contagious, puking on the gym floor sick. I would hate to get someone sick because I am being stubborn. When I say "sick" I mean feeling under the weather. I go to the gym anyway and usually come out the other side feeling so much better. This isn't always true, but I can't miss a day because I am feeling sorry for myself. I decide that going to the gym under the weather and potentially feeling good after, is better than sitting here like a lump in my sorrow hoping to feel better.
I get to the gym, why am I walking so slowly? I make a deal with myself, all I will do today is 46 minutes of cardio, then I can run away. So I slowly make my way to the treadmill, input 3.5 miles per hour, incline of 4%, Nalgene bottle by my side, away I go. I am walking and drinking, drinking and walking, hoping to feel better. I stretch my legs a little, then keep going. All I can think about is getting through my 46 minute session and getting out of here. Why is this so painful? Why do I feel so blah? Who knows, who cares, I have 40 minutes to go. This is going to be a long cardio workout. I stare at a spot on the wall, music by Spotify on my iPhone, and now I day dream. I only have 10 minutes left, I feel better than when I got here. I am so happy I made myself come here and do this, otherwise I wouldn't feel any better. I don't feel 100 times better but I would say when I arrived I felt like a 3, now I feel like a 4 on a scale to 10.
I finished my 46 minutes, I am still walking in slow motion even though I feel better. But now I think I am just tired. If I didn't come to the gym, I might feel like a 3 still, so this was worth every bit of agony.
Here are last weeks pictures, 9/4/2013, compared to today. What do you think?
Thank you for reading.