It has been 3 weeks since I started my journey. I still have ups and down but being consistent is key. This morning I feel pretty good. Yesterday I didn't feel so good, but pulled through it. Today should be a little easier. I got back into my routine and feel better. I slept great and feel ready to go. I am a little sore from the shoulder routine I did yesterday, but nothing I can't handle. I didn't push it too hard yesterday but I know in another day I will start to feel it more. I want to get this day going. I start off with food in my belly.
The day is progressing ok, but I'm starting to fade a little bit. The only thought on my mind now is "weekend please hurry here!" I don't really have a reason to rest yet, I have only been back a day. The thought still spins in my mind reminding me of how long I have to wait to be lazy. I am so amazed at how often my body throws little digs in, trying to get me back to my old ways. It seems that I have an internal battle going on. I need to constantly tell myself, "get up and do it."
It is time to head to the gym. I still don't feel very motivated but I get up and head out. I know that the gym will make me feel better than I do now.
I get to the gym, plan in hand and get started. I start off with plank, side raises then ball pushes. I repeat this 4 times. The plank went great, but the side raises hurt pretty bad. I could feel my obliques and hips burning pretty bad. This will require more work and repetition. I am finished with my corner work outs, time for resistance training. Today I will do my chest muscles. I like to split up my routine into body groups and today is chest day. I start off with bench press and do 3 sets. The first set felt strong. I think I should add a little more weight. I do the second set, have no problems except I am feeling muscle fatigue already. I keep the weight, do the third set and it is a little bit of a struggle. The weight feels good, I am suffering from tired muscles. Now to grab dumbbells and do 3 sets of incline press. My muscles are already tired from the flat bar bench press. I don't know how well I will do on this. I grab lighter weights to maintain form. My chest muscles are on fire and it feels great. I do 3 sets at this lighter weight, slow and controlled. I finish this, I go over to the cable machine. I grab a handle, put it about chest high then do single arm, standing chest fly. This is brutal! It makes you work your core, by fighting the rotation against the fly movement. What a great workout. I repeat this 3 times for each side. Now that I have finished. It is time for my least favorite thing, cardio.
The treadmill is available so I make my way over to it. I stretch my legs before I start. I am not looking forward to this 60 minute session. I finish stretching my legs, hit the quick start button. As soon as I hit that button, a sigh comes out. "60 minutes!" I am going to be here forever. The time is actually going by at a nice pace. The 30 minute mark comes and goes, I am half way home! The 60 minute mark hits, that was actually easier than yesterday. To think I thought 51 minutes was hard. The music was good, legs felt good, everything went smoothly. I finish up and head home.
When I get home, I just want to eat. While I am eating, I can't help but think about the photos I will be taking tomorrow. I hope that I am able to see results. Like I have said before, I don't care too much about the scale. I want to see results in the mirror. I am excited and nervous about tomorrow's photo comparison. I hope I look different than I did last week. I sure feel different!
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