I'm on the couch, feeling a little like day one or two all over again. WIPED OUT.
I have to tell all you ladies that do your workout in the afternoon or evening...wow, I tip my hat to you!
I had an early morning meeting today so I made plans in my schedule to try my workout in the early evening when I was done with work.
Emotionally, it reminded me of getting in trouble as a child and being told" when we get home you're gonna get a spanking!!!"... waiting on the spanking all day is always worse than the actual spanking.
Once I got home I continued to prolong the inevitable with a time honored stalling tactic...cleaning! Funny how you can have a pile of clothes, an unorganized closet, basically any household chore that has probably been there for days or weeks and you walk right past it...but when you need to get to your workout done , suddenly that project JUST CAN'T WAIT ANOTHER MINUTE!
So eventually... after a full workday and with a very clean house, I crawled upstairs and got down to it!
For only the second time since I started I decided to try doing my cardio first, then doing my muscle work. I cranked up the music and got pretty into it! So much in fact that I decided to add 10 extra minutes to my cardio for the first time!!!
I WAS SO PROUD OF MYSELF!!
I WAS SO INTO IT!!!!...
I WAS SO STUPID.
Hey...Take a tip...when you're on the second day of your new muscle work- and the day before you struggled to get through your reps, had flu like symptoms AGAIN due to soreness ... and you ate roasted vegetables for lunch...now's not the time to be a hero.
I guess I was too busy shakin' my money maker to stop and consider that maybe I was burning up every last tiny drop of fuel I had and that a more prudent woman would consider the fact that she still had an entire hour of lifting numb and sequoia like legs high in the air, while holding on to a chair.
Needless to say, my muscle work was not Rated G. I screamed and moaned throughout the whole thing -and if there are any male readers...not in a good , sexy way - more in the way a woman does when she is having a baby and the head is crowning out of the vagina - You know that kind of "he-he-he-he" kind of breathing they teach you at Lamaze class... I was doing that...a lot.
I am somewhat surprised the neighbors didn't call the police. Maybe they just went to get me a baby gift instead.
This was BY FAR the hardest muscle work. I wanted to scream! oh wait.. I did scream. a lot.
But.... since I am the BY THE BOOK girl (argh...whose stupid idea was that?).. I did it. every last rep. and it was a nightmare. I'm not gonna lie to ya.
So all in all, today was a success.
The food was the typical fare... and today's lunch (roasted vegetables) reminded me of lunch from a few days ago - pureed broccoli and sweet potato soup... at first it tasted delicious and then after several bites it started activating my gag reflex. Once that starts - I am done eating...still hungry or not.
My weight is STILL hanging in there at 132 (-9) but I know if I keep pushing it will eventually move.
I am feeling smaller and more lean!!! so , I got that goin' for me!
Jeans and pants that were starting to maybe fit last weekend (after all the initial rapid weight loss) are now fitting perfectly - and a couple of pairs are already too big!
So- even though the scale doesn't seem to be currently moving , one thing DOES seem to be moving... you guessed it ... THE THASS!!!!
yea!!! Let's celebrate!! let's all have a drink!!! oh wait...a drink of what? water!!! yea!!!
ya know...it's just not the same, is it? I am not a big drinker in the first place but I gotta tell ya - I am ready for a cocktail, or a glass of wine!!!! I am a firm believer that a day without wine is like a day without sunshine... but on a day without sunshine, you can still get drunk!! hahaa!
I guess it's not unlike all the mommies out there who went 9 months without a glass of wine.
I always feel sorry for my friends when they are pregnant. They get all fat, people look at them weird when they sneak a cig. It's so hard.
hhah! I was kidding about sneaking a cig - that's a line from Four Christmases and it makes me laugh out loud every time I see it!
On a final note... since everything today seems to be "preggers" related....I wanted to give a special shout out to all of you trying to do this AND have children at the house!! That would make it really hard! So , since I referenced giving birth - I thought I should also give extra credit for those of you who have to kick your own bottom and the chase after little ones!
You might as well know a little more about me since we are spending so much time together!
You see, I do not have any biological children. So, although I have yet to give birth... I do have three AMAZING step-children and ...wait for it...THREE grandchildren!!!!
That's right - I'm a 41 year old, Thass fighting, GRANDMOTHER!!!! You can't make this stuff up.
(My husband is 19 years older than I am - in case you're trying to do the math)
anyhoo... just thought I would share with you one of my favorite comments from a friend.
Simply put, he said..."well, I guess that makes you the first G.I.L.F. I've ever known!!!!!!"
Still cracks me up! G.I.L.F.!!!!!
I may sleep on the couch because I'm too tired to crawl to my bed.
But I will rest well knowing I survived another day - to exact Tracy standards.
12 days down...
18 to go...
all BY THE BOOK!
PS- I still cannot get over all the people cheering me on and following my blog!!!!
It makes me sooooo happy!!!! Thank you!! Thank you!! I'm starting to get tired of hearing myself talk about my ass, so just let me know if you're tired of hearing about it too and you want me to put a lid on it! I wouldn't be the first time someone made that request of me!
SWEET DREAMS, EVERYONE!