goforitnicks’s BodyBlog

I struggle with low energy all the time. In tha past, I’ve tried a few fat burners and energy pills, but they are not for me. Last week however, I stumbled upon Progressive Greens. http://www.progressivenutritional.com/veggies/?section=nutrients  A supplement of over 60 fruits and vegetables (combined).

Oh man, I am in bodybuilding heaven! I have so much more energy and my workouts have been intense. I am also happy that it’s a natural supplement that does not cause jitters. I don’t get a burst of energy but at the end of the day I am not exhuasted and trailing on my chores. It’s expensive, but I recommend it if you are looking for a natural supplement. Ladies I heard that it is really good for the skin too.

I am a person of the faith. I follow the principles of the bible, so lying is a practice I try to avoid. Of late, well since I  started working out ‘hardcore’ I have been lying a lot. Lying about not feeling well, so I can drink green tea insted of soda when I’m visiting someone. Lying about an important appointment I have, when I am really  heading to the gym, lying about being tied up, to avoid dinner parties. Lying about stomach problems to avoid odering with the group to order my clean meal. lies, lies, lies. All lies.

Today I let my friend take the bus in the snow instead of giving her a ride because I wanted to go to the gym. I told her something like I had to meet a relative because she would have been highly offended to know I ditched her for the treadmill. Another lie again. It is getting to me. I am not sure how to get over this? how to maintain a hardcore lifestyle of clean eating and daily gym going and not offend people.

Anyway, I have been to the gym 3 days in a row, and ate fairly clean, except for today (another dinner party) so I am now confident that I am back from the dead. That’s cool. I did this class at the gym today called reggaesize. It was basically cardio to reggae music, using a  lot of dance moves. I gyrated my a$$ so much I felt like I was at a carnival. (Oh the hidden sins). Since I used to dance professionally, anything dance related gets me going. It was sooo much fun! Wish they make it into a regular class.

The work week starts tmr. Somehow I am dreading it… (staff meeting tmr).

Well you all know that I have been slow in getting to the gym, so yesterday I dragged my hiney (using motivational words) to the gym and aimed for 60mins on the treadmill.

At 31mins while debating and cussing the devils on my shoulders, it happened. It was as if a tractor trailor passed by with 50 cows in it. I wanted to die. It got stronger and stronger and then finally a thick stench was choking the living daylights out of me and the devils. This ‘oman smelling like cow manure left 22 free treadmills in the gym to use the treadmill right next too mine. yuck.

 I was like "what de hell?!" (now 33 mins into my run). "Come on lady, check your shoes, check your breath, check something!" I was so mad. My perfectly planned 60 mins was now looking like 35. I had to reduce my speed as I was holding my breath and my oxygen intake was severely reduced. Just when I was about to hit that damn red stop button and run like crazy, I thought about personal trainers. How on earth do they do it? the ones in my gym are up close and personal, helping and assisting their clients. Some clients are magazine worthy and smell like fruity rain products, but some? Let’s just say I stay clear from their training zone.

So in honour of Personal trainers, I just breathed through my mouth for the rest of the time and made it to 60. It wasn’t easy, but if PTs could do it, I guess I can do it too.

So I am still a hit and miss at the gym these days. AWFUL. It’s so cold outside, and my husband hasn’t been going, so I have just been racing home after work to lay on the couch and grumble of how I am wasting God’s time. Having said that, it’s now 5am and I am restless. Has that ever happen to anyone? When you don’t work out for a while, your body convulses and your brain is crying out for stimulation? I just miss working out but I can’t seem to get to the gym at the end of the day! "Oh Spring, do come soon. Oh, sun, where art thou?" Anyway, some day last week I went to the gym and this lady that I never spoke to, just ‘enviously’ eyed, came up to me and told me how tiny I was looking. I was in the midst of barbell curls and I almost dropped them. "Who me?" I was beaming. That compliment pushed me to the end of the workout and beyond. It was great! If only I had a tape recorder in my pocket. So people, if you think someone looks good (not the egg heads who  know they look good), the mothers and papas who were once overweight but has since evolve, pay them a compliment. Trust me, it could be a lifesaver.

It’s snowing like crazy in Toronto Canada so I haven’t been back to the gym since Monday. Baa hambug. So let’s see… I have worked out about 5 times since the year started?

I am in the midst of typing up my  notes for the ladies health and fitness seminar I am speaking at this weekend and I realized that though I am losing out big time in the area of workouts, I am doing rather well with the nutrition. Not only that, besides an up-and-down change of 2 pounds, I haven’t gained any weight since November. I am extremely grateful.

So early last week I was rearing to get back to the gym. January was gone and I had only made it 4 times in the whole month. Yes I know. So after I wrote my blog I went to bed planning on an early morning workout and over the course of the night, the damn bug ravaged my body and I was down with the flu. All damn week and weekend. I was really upset. For those of you who consistently go to the gym and do not struggle with his and lows, you will not understand. I know I was going to get better and eventually  I could go to the gym, but I had just got back my resolve and willpower to do what I needed to do to get the banging bod, and bam I was couped up inside and couldn’t go out to play.

 So what did I do yesterday? I went to the gym. Yes that’s right. I am on the mend but not totally in the clear. I could have waited one more day to be sure that I had no more sniffles, but I didn’t. I went to the gym did cardio and pushed some heavy weights.  I was sure to wipe down rigorously and I prayed that no one got my fleaing germs but I know it was selfish. I just couldn’t stay couped up another day wondering if I really got my resolve back. I just had to get out… and it felt good.