I didn't do yoga x yesterday, :( I've found that Thursday's are an extremely difficult day to accomplish a workout unless I do it first thing. I could've done it during nap time, but alas I did not.
So today I was determined like hell to make it up, despite have a busy day ahead planned with exciting things to get ready for the road trip with my girl friend, I did legs, back, abs, and 10 minutes of race walking. I wanted to do pilates too, which uses a lot of core muscles, but decided to rest since I'd completed ab ripper...
But here's the really exciting news. As I was huffing along at the treadmill after completing the other workouts, I noticed that I felt skinnier. My once-tight yoga pants would slip a few inches and I'd have to pull 'em up every other minute. Curious, I took an investigate eye to the problem area and saw that I looked trimmer, more compact. So I finished up my 10 minutes, discovered my scale, balanced it and stepped on. Hmm, and pulling out my red workout journal, I compared the measurements I'd taken on March 21 with today. And then I had to look again. According to the measurements, I have lost 9 pounds! So I did the happy dance and felt encouraged to continue the insanity, noting too that the workouts don't seem so insane.
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Friday, April 23, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Ready but Not
(Deep breath, long sigh...) Tonight hubby, my girl friend and I went to play golf at the local community college, with hubby's co-worker showing up a bit later. I had a great time and even managed to improve my shot to 1 over par on my last three holes. It was a 'pat yourself on the back' kind of moment, one where you shouldn't get too cocky or risk messing up your game.
It was fun, but now it's 9:00 p.m, and while I was getting the baby ready for bed, hubby went ahead and started the workout with me, which is fine, but you know what fine means, right? 'Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional.' (Italian Job) Ok, so it's not that bad, but I am disappointed. I shouldn't let it screw up my workout mentality. So instead of completing my workout by 9:30, I'll finish at 10 or 10:15 and miss out on watching a movie with hubby. Why? Because I want so much to be in the best shape of my life, and that doesn't come with out sweat and occasional tears. So yeah, wish me luck, here comes Shoulders and Arms and Abs.
It was fun, but now it's 9:00 p.m, and while I was getting the baby ready for bed, hubby went ahead and started the workout with me, which is fine, but you know what fine means, right? 'Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional.' (Italian Job) Ok, so it's not that bad, but I am disappointed. I shouldn't let it screw up my workout mentality. So instead of completing my workout by 9:30, I'll finish at 10 or 10:15 and miss out on watching a movie with hubby. Why? Because I want so much to be in the best shape of my life, and that doesn't come with out sweat and occasional tears. So yeah, wish me luck, here comes Shoulders and Arms and Abs.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Day 3 (and 4?) on My Birthday
April 9, 2010. Today I am 25 years old, a whole quarter of a century my girlfriend lovingly reminded me.
Already today is a strange day. When my alarm sang at 6 a.m. I leapt from bed to turn it off, crawled back under the covers and laid there, wide-eyed. I'm not tired! Unsure the last time I woke refreshed, I decided to make the most of it and complete day 3 of P90X: Shoulders, Arms and Abs. I did the workouts and pushed myself, sometimes using 20 pounds on biceps, and skipping two exercises to speed things along. Where did all this energy come from? The past few years I'd begun to dread my birthday, due in large part to being forgotten, but this year I talked about it with my husband and told him what I wanted, so over Easter weekend, he went and bought his favorite cake for me from Safeway and sang happy birthday to me with our family.
40! I screamed out the last rep as I completed it. I'd worked to exhaustion. Grinning, I gingerly picked myself up, feeling stronger and happy to feel so accomplished at 7:15 a.m. Maybe I'll do Yoga X later tonight? Or maybe I won't. Though I LOVE working out with my husband in the evenings, I've found that if I don't wake up and workout first thing, I am more likely not to complete it. So we'll see how it goes, but right now, having finished one workout and being a birthday girl are two pretty amazingly fun things, and I get both today.
Already today is a strange day. When my alarm sang at 6 a.m. I leapt from bed to turn it off, crawled back under the covers and laid there, wide-eyed. I'm not tired! Unsure the last time I woke refreshed, I decided to make the most of it and complete day 3 of P90X: Shoulders, Arms and Abs. I did the workouts and pushed myself, sometimes using 20 pounds on biceps, and skipping two exercises to speed things along. Where did all this energy come from? The past few years I'd begun to dread my birthday, due in large part to being forgotten, but this year I talked about it with my husband and told him what I wanted, so over Easter weekend, he went and bought his favorite cake for me from Safeway and sang happy birthday to me with our family.
40! I screamed out the last rep as I completed it. I'd worked to exhaustion. Grinning, I gingerly picked myself up, feeling stronger and happy to feel so accomplished at 7:15 a.m. Maybe I'll do Yoga X later tonight? Or maybe I won't. Though I LOVE working out with my husband in the evenings, I've found that if I don't wake up and workout first thing, I am more likely not to complete it. So we'll see how it goes, but right now, having finished one workout and being a birthday girl are two pretty amazingly fun things, and I get both today.
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