What a difference a week makes!
So I was freaking out a little about being a little fluffy so I decided to go back to what I know as tried and true, CLEAN EATING! Not quite my competition diet but along those lines with the same concepts..fresh foods, fruits, veggies, good carbs and protein powder. I also stuck to my regular gym routine and what do you know, my four friends came back!! It’s funny how when you are just fat and you lose 5 lbs you cant tell the difference but when you are more muscular and you lose 5 lbs you can see the difference right away. I love it!! So is it me or what but I feel completely addicted to competing. I think about my next show everyday. Does anyone remember dirty dancing when Patrick Swayze walks over to the table and says “Nobody puts baby in corner”? That’s how I feel. Nobody puts Tonya at the end of the line. I’ve always been at the front of the line…my entire life. I live for the front of the line. Explanation: at my last (and first) show, I was number 5 and there were only 8 competitors and I can hear it like it was yesterday. ”Number 5 please switch places with number 8! That meant I was going to the end of the line. We did another set of quarter turns. Surely he would move me again, there’s no way I belonged at the back of the line. But he didn’t and to be honest I did. I did belong at the back of the line. Prior to that show I started resenting the show. Training had taken so much time from my family, my social life and I was just physically and mentally drained. So my workout wasn’t as focused, my diet not as on point and my attitude was I just want to get this over and say at least I did it. I had stopped focusing on winning and just wanted to get on stage without embarrassing myself and my family. And that’s what I did, but that’s all I did. Once I was at the show and in the environment I wanted to win, I thought I would at least place in the top 5. But I was wrong! I was placed dead last and that will NOT happen again.
So I have chosen my next show, I feel like I have a better idea of what to expect from training and how to balance things better. I feel like my family particularly my husband having been through this with me now realizes the dedication needed to compete. That’s going to be the difference this time around. Besides I tasted the blood in the water, next time I’m going in for the kill. I will start to post progress pics and such once I start my competition prep in January.
Until then-
Train hard, train smart
