When I wake up, I felt a teeny bit more alert. I must have slept many times better to feel that tiny bit better. I am really sore and wishing for mores sleep, but I am ready to get on with my day. This feeling of energy caught me by surprise. I sit up, then fall back to my pillow. WOW, abs, how are you this morning! I rolled to my side, placed my foot on the floor and stood up. That is how I got out of my bed this morning. I would of loved it if I could have sat up, and thought about my pain. My body has other plans, no thinking, here is a dose of pain. The pain from working out is not unfamiliar to me, I remember it from years ago. I think I just remember that I had post workout pain, not how bad it hurt. Who remembers pain, and how it truly felt, other than that you had it?
Pee, eat, pee, eat, pee, I feel like I have a newly acquired hamster running on a wheel in my head and all it can say is eat, and pee. When I don't have to eat, I have to pee, if for some reason, I don't have to do both, I hurt. This is what fitness is all about and I know it only gets better and I will be so accustomed to this lifestyle again. I can remember when it was everything I could do, just to get sore and now I walk through a gym and I can't even sit back. Breakfast now is a little more appealing to me than normal, this is great. I devour my eggs and toast, meal 1 done. Check time, I will eat again in 2 hours.
Today is Sam's play date with her friend. I am planning on a play date with my friend Wolverine (if you watch TheSchuermanShow you know who this is :). I love to play video games and he bought Diablo 3. It only makes sense for me to help him check out this new game. If I am going to be at someones house I will need food. He doesn't eat every 2 hours and I know he doesn't have the kind of food I am interested in eating. It is too important to me to continue with this goal so I am going to pack a lunch per se. I grab my lunch box and load it up with my scheduled meals. I will pack enough meals so I can go straight to the gym from his house. Perfect, meals packed, off I go.
I get to my friends house, brought in my lunch box and we played Diablo 3. This is a great game if you are wondering. The problem with it being a great game and me being a gamer and having a gamer friend, I played past my scheduled gym time. Now the internal dilemma begins and the procrastinator in all of us uses that charming, convincing voice. I think to myself, "ah it's cool I can go later." Well what if later doesn't come? That is what got me in this mess in the first place. Then the thought, "just skip today, and make it up tomorrow." REALLY! I have only been at this for 2 days and already I am thinking about skipping. This is ridiculous, that is like starting a job and calling in sick after two days because you are playing video games. But when it comes to working out I am my own boss, king of my destiny, destroyer of my own fat and creator of my temple. Well, these video games are amazing too. I eat my banana and think harder about what I will do. This is difficult, but if I am serious I must suck it up. I made a promise to myself and it is very simple. Gym, Monday thru Friday, Saturday and Sunday I rest. Simple and I can do this, but I must do it now. When I remembered and reinforce my goal, I again get off my butt. This is when I stopped playing, got up and headed to the gym. I can't believe how many times I get off my butt during this lifestyle change. How much have I been on my butt?
On my way to the gym, hungry and not motivated, but guess what? I chose to go, and going makes me a winner. I beat procrastination with a decision. This is what I am doing and it will not make me sit around any longer. I really try to listen to my body when I work out, diet, etc. I am very sore, and my first steps are to get my body "warmed up" to the gym for a bit. I need to let things simmer down a little, so I get on my best friend the treadmill. I tune the television to HBO and watch a great movie "Shaun of the Dead." Today is a lot better than yesterday, all the way up to the 35 minute mark when and unidentified person got on the only treadmill next to me. I shower, they don't, simple. I move to an elliptical machine and finish my 10 minutes of cardio. I didn't continue watching my movie, but at least I only have 10 minutes to go. This 10 minutes was long, but I did it and with a sigh of completion, I leave the gym.
When I leave the gym I notice every restaurant must have a box fan in the window blowing out all the great smells from inside the kitchen. I was seriously in heaven walking to my car, thinking about how yummy all the food would taste. I will treat myself on Sunday, but not today. Sunday is my cheat day, and I can't wait for it to be here. Without a cheat day I think failure is the only option. All my clients had cheat days, I had a cheat day. It gives me something to look forward too, then feel guilty about. But 4 days a month will not kill my goal, so I say bring on some yummy food.
I get home and feel very tired. I feel as though I am running on fumes. I am not sleepy tired, lethargic, or sick feeling. I actually feel very calm, peaceful, but ready to go. It is a euphoric feeling I may be confusing with sleepiness. I usually just think to myself, "my body is burning off that fat and making me a sexy beast!" Well that is what I tell myself is going on inside my body when I am hungry. So for meal 5 I have myself a very nice avocado, salsa, bean, spinach, tomato salad and some chicken breast. I even licked the bowl.
I am very happy with my past couple days, and even more excited reading all of your comments on here, fb, twitter, instagram etc. Knowing you are reading, helps me keep going! Thank you.
My packed lunch.
Amazing you must try it:
Avocado, black beans, tomato, salsa, spinach