Pre-90X Day 3
Well, today was rough. After doing the sculpt circuit yesterday AM, I felt like I needed some stress relief after work, so I hit the elliptical for 2.25 miles in the PM. I could hardly walk when I got up this morning. I actually missed the workout in the morning, but was determined to get it in after work. After a long day at work, the last thing I wanted to do was work out tonight. That’s why I like to do it in the morning. That way I don’t have the chance to make excuses….just get up and do it. My legs were cramping big time before the workout. Calves, hamstrings, everything. I decided to hit the elliptical for 5 minutes to get the blood flowing, then did 5 minutes of stretching prior to beginning the second day of the sweat program. There is a stretch/warm up session before yoga and cardio, but I’m glad I took the extra ten minutes before the to get ready. I made it through the workout pretty well. Had to make a few revisions due to cramping in the calves, but all in all I got a good workout in. My legs are dead. Yesterday’s sculpt has my lats, pecs, tri’s and bi’s pretty sore today, but not unbearable like when I started lifting about two months ago. If feels good to be back on track.
To those who have been quick to give me a solid word of encouragement, I really appreciate it. I get on this site and get motivated by reading about others and what they are going through. I guess I never realized when I wasn’t logging on and putting in my two cents anyone would notice. Kinda selfish. I will say this….a huge downfall I’ve had in the past has been drinking. It became a habit, and for about thirteen years it was nearly a daily occurence. It’s how I dealt with stress and pain management. I know it was stupid, but that’s the way it was. I can’t change the past. So this last month there were a handful of days where I rationalized going to get something to drink and relax rather than get my workout in. I have, however, had more days in the last two months that I haven’t drank than I’ve had probably in the last two years. So that in itself is an accomplishment. Like everything, I’m still working on the lifestyle change. I know I’m not a bad person for drinking so much in the past. I was only hurting myself, and I’ve decided I don’t want to do that anymore. I’m not going to beat myself up if I have a night or two every month where I don’t "get it right". In the past, there was usually only a night or two a month when I did. Eventually, the endurance and strength (both mental and physical) will develop. I’m not giving up. So if I disappointed, I apologize. Will it not happen again? I can’t promise that. Will I get back on track if it does? I can assure you of that.
February 26, 2009 at 6:36 pm
I love it when you have those days which you are lagging that extra motivation, but yet you still work out. Once the exercise is done you feel great and you’re stoked you did it. I’m right there with you about the drinking. For me, it has been the past ten years. I’m became sick of it. My body became sick of it. Now if I drink, it ain’t good. My body has offically refused to accept it. Good luck man- JT
February 26, 2009 at 10:11 pm
I hope I didn’t bum you out with my blog post… I didn’t mean for you to feel targeted.
But, if you did, and it kickstarted you a little, I’m glad. I just put up another blog about excuses. We all have them, but it’s how we deal with them that is important.
I’m glad when I see a big BUT. For instance, "I got sick, BUT I kept eating right and I got right back into my workouts afterward."
I’m not a big drinker, but I understand your connection to it. I hope that you’ll be able to replace it with the feeling you get from making progress in your weigh loss goals.
I’ll be the first to call you out if you slack off, and the first to congratulate you for making progress.
Keep at it, and stay on that wagon… it’s easier to hang on then to fall off and catch back up!
March 2, 2009 at 9:38 pm
What do you think of P90x? I need to change up my routine a bit, and I’ve hear P90 has some plyometrics… I need something to keep my body straining to keep up with me.