Don’t call it a comeback…
Ok, getting better every day. I still have my moments, but coming to accept the fact that life and all my plans are upside down. The good news is that I’ll be keeping my house thus also my home gym. In a few months I’ll probably join a gym anyway just to change the scenery and meet new friends, not that I’ll go there to be a social butterfly, but when I get a chance I’ll ask for tips or technique, whatever. The diet hasn’t been the greatest lately, not so much that I’m eating crap, but that I’m eating irregularly and not enough to feed my muscles, so that’s changing today. I’m on meal 4 now. I drank a couple of nights over the last week, nothing major, but since I’ve stopped drinking for my diet, it was too much and I feel like my body has quit burning fat and returned to storing it. So, we’ll consider last week a body shock week. Haven’t been keeping up with the weights either, though managed to fit in legs, back, abs, and shoulders. Today I’ll hit chest and tomorrow arms. Going to change programs soon and get back on track with my focus and goals. I’m ahead of the game, and will continue to make progress. I am currently on a self imposed exile from the bad in life and will focus on the positive. In the words of the immortal LL "Don’t call it a comeback". Just had a mental health week off. It’s all sunshine and roses from here.
