Goal_FN’s BodyBlog

Okay, so the title may be a little excessive. Perhaps I just feel like punching something. Whatever the case may be, I am so frustrated with the fact that so many women think they’re going to turn into a man if they lift weights. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve explained it to women. And some of them STILL refuse to lift weights. It’s really disappointing! I guess it’s mostly sad because they are missing out on such a great workout, such amazing results, and such confidence that comes with lifting weights. It’s a life change. I’m just glad I hopped on board when I did… even if I grow chest hair now (wink)…

Oh, and don’t get me started on the whole "girl push-up", "guy push-up" thing. Just do it and shut up…

…. and I knew that I would now!

 Man, what a difference a week or two (and a little supplementation) makes. I feel absolutely fantastic about myself! I haven’t missed a workout in the last two weeks, and I’ve been eating really well. I have to start cutting in a couple of weeks, so I’m not looking forward to that. I’ve discovered new muscle growth that I’ve never had before. And I’m SO much stronger than I used to be.

 I went out last weekend for the first time in a few weeks. I paid for it on Sunday, but I still wasn’t so lethargic that I sat around all day. And I didn’t have my normal "eat like crap" post-drinking day. Since I’ve been really active and taking my supplements I have so much energy! Right now I feel like running a marathon!

 Anyway, that’s really all I have to share today. I’m just really excited to be getting my old body back, plus more muscle. It’s so much fun to mold yourself!

 To the gym…

I’m really excited since I’ve started my bulking phase. I’m in a wedding in May, so I’m trying to get "photogenic" for that. Then in July I’m going to Jamaica, so that’s definitely a top priority for me. I’ve been having trouble getting into the groove lately.

Food has been my weakness throughout my whole life. I had a binge-eating disorder for a long time, which I finally dealt with, but it comes back to haunt me every now and then. Unfortunately, it’s been haunting me recently. My head says, "you don’t want that" or "you know what to do, don’t eat that"… but for some reason my body disconnects from my brain and does what it feels is necessary. I see the effects of it the next day and every time I step on the scale. I got really down on myself lastnight, but then I went down to the gym and worked out the frustration. I can do this, and I know I can. I am bigger than food… I control my actions. I’m excited to make this work for me. My problem is not worrying what the scale says when I’m bulking. I’ve worried about getting "fat" my whole life since I was overweight when I was younger. I’ve gained some weight while bulking, which is obviously the point, but I know it’s good weight. My arms are HUGE, but it’s muscle huge. I also feel SO much stronger than I used to feel. It’s good.

 The good thing is that I haven’t drank in a few weeks. Some of you may think that’s no big deal, but it is for me. I love my wine (like, A LOT), so it’s really hard for me to cut that out. BUT, I’ve done it. My husband and I are going to reward ourselves with wine next weekend, so I’m looking forward to that. I think these are really positive changes I’m making and I can’t wait to see if they’ll effect me for the better in the long run.

Not to be a downer. It’s just easy to vent to cyberspace! 

Wish me luck!

This is one girl who won’t have to pick up poop in the Spring! That’s right, I won the biggest loser competition. My husband will be on his way to buy a new pooper-scooper any day now, while I bask in the glory of my accomplishments. LOL… I lost 3% body fat over the last month! I was so excited when I got my measurements. There is still a lot of progress to be made since I regressed over the winter months. It was finally nice enough this weekend that I got to go for a walk outside. It was beautiful! I can’t wait until it’s nice every day…. I love the Spring! I’m hoping that this will propel me forward with my workouts so I can reach my goals by this summer. We’ve decided to go to Jamaica in July, so I’ve got to look good!

This is one girl who won’t have to pick up poop in the Spring! That’s right, I won the biggest loser competition. My husband will be on his way to buy a new pooper-scooper any day now, while I bask in the glory of my accomplishments. LOL… I lost 3% body fat over the last month! I was so excited when I got my measurements. There is still a lot of progress to be made since I regressed over the winter months. It was finally nice enough this weekend that I got to go for a walk outside. It was beautiful! I can’t wait until it’s nice every day…. I love the Spring! I’m hoping that this will propel me forward with my workouts so I can reach my goals by this summer. We’ve decided to go to Jamaica in July, so I’ve got to look good!

Okay, so I pose a question…

If any of you are trainers out there, are you complete a-holes to other trainers you run in to?

I ask this only because I seem to be running in to a lot of nay-saying trainers out there. You know, "the competition". I think it’s absolutely horrible! If you are confident in your abilities as a trainer, you have no reason to be rude to others. If nothing else, you could offer advice and tips on how to be better. If you have to say bad things about another trainer, when you simply don’t know anything about them or their training techniques, then you obviously aren’t confident in what you are doing. Perhaps you should go back to school and stop criticizing others.

I just hope the majority of us out there are not a-holes. I hope we can embrace each other’s successes, and be willing to ask for help or give advice as needed. It is a business, but those comments only make me want to work harder… I’m sure my clients feel it, too! If other trainers were wise, they would shutty up before I shut them down.

That is my rant for the day. Oh, and tomorrow is weigh in! I’m hoping for good numbers.

Okay, so we’re over halfway to the weigh-in. Luckily my husband has been working WAAAAAAAAAY too many hours, so he hasn’t had a lot of time to work out. It’s horrible to say, I know. He could do it if he really wanted to, I’m sure. I’ve been doing a lot of cardio to burn this fat off. Lifting 3-4 times a week, too. I’ve been having trouble with my eating this week. Ever since Valentine’s Day I’ve had a hard time eating super clean. I think it’s the week. I go through this every now and again… I have trouble eating clean, then the next week I’m good for awhile. I listen to my body, so it’s all good. I just really hope it’s not going to screw my chances of winning this thing. I really, really, really hate cleaning up dog poop. I’ll do it if I have to, but I won’t like it. I do feel better, though, so I’m not too worried that I haven’t lost any fat. I can already tell that I have.

Anyway, the saga continues… it’s enthralling, I know!

Okay, so my husband and I decided to have a biggest loser contest during the month of February because we had both gained some weight over the holidays. We’re having trouble getting back in the swing of things, so we figured some healthy competition might fuel the fires of progress. We have certain conditions that have to be followed, but the bottom line is that whoever loses the largest percentage of body fat wins. The reward you ask? Dog poop clean-up!

We have a huge yard and two dogs. I hate picking up after them so much that we decided to make it the settlement of our competition. Whoever loses (or should I say doesn’t lose) has to do dog clean-up during the first month of Spring. Needless to say, I have only missed one workout since I started, and I’m so strict on my diet it’s disgusting. You’d think I was in contest-prep or something!

 I’ll keep you posted on how everything goes… cross your fingers for me!

I’m having a rough morning. I hate it when I am mentally feeling great, but then I look in the mirror and think I’m making absolutely no progress whatsoever even though I’m working my butt off. So, I’ve been thinking…

When I was little my Grandpa took care of me before and after school. It was great then because we went to McDonald’s literally every day, sometimes twice! However, the older I got the more junk I ate, and the bigger I got. I had reached almost 200 pounds when I heard a guy behind me say, "Damn, look at that fat ass!" I went to the bathroom, cried my eyes out, and never looked back.

From that day on I vowed to lose weight. I vowed to never get back to that place again… and I haven’t. I realize now that I have come such a long way since that point in my life, but my mind sometimes wants to work the same. I love food (and part of that is the Italian side of me) and wish I could just eat all the time. Unfortunately, I have an internal war between my fat kid and my fit kid. Luckily the fit kid has won out for the majority of the last decade. But the fat kid does make an appearance every now and again, usually on the weekends or holidays!

I guess my point is that I KNOW I will never let my fat kid be shown on the outside again, so I shouldn’t get so down on myself. I’ve been through that. I just hope my kids, or anyone I know for that matter, never has to go through what I did when I was little. I just have to continue doing everything possible to keep my body right, and the rest will fall in to place. One day I’ll wake up, realize I have it good, and never turn back.

Okay, so the holidays have completely screwed me.

I was really doing well at first, but then I just let it go. After Thanksgiving it was all fat for me. Then I kind of gave myself "New Years is in (blank) days, so I’ll start clean then." Well, it’s been about a month and I’m still struggling. I’ll do really well for three or four days, but the next day I go get ice cream or something. My body can’t handle that. It’s like I’m set back those three or four days. However, I will say that this week is much more promising than the last few. I’ve really got it set in my mind that I need to get back where I was last summer. The weather around here is so cold that it’s too easy to just put on a sweatshirt and forget about it. But I know better.

I am more determined than ever to get the body I want. A body even better than I had before… the best ever in my life (so far)! And my husband is in it with me. I have to be the motivator for myself and for those around me, so it’s my job to get it done. I gotta work it out, baby! But fatty food is just sooooooo good!