hammiemam’s BodyBlog

So I took a long weekend away from the gym.  My long weekend wasn’t exactly a vacation though, I moved from one apartment to another, and also moved the business from its location to the two apartments. 

The whole apartment move wouldn’t be so terrible, except that I moved from one building to another building right next door (and upstairs of course).  So instead of packing up a truck and moving away all in one trip, I took countless trips walking boxes from one building to the next and then up the stairs.  The nice thing about my apartment is that it is all the way up the steps and the very furthest door from the entrance, I feel really safe.  The sucky thing about my apartment is that it is all the way up the steps and furthest from the entrance, moving was a doozie. 

Between the two big moves, I ended up twisting wrong, and my back was tender the rest of the weekend.  It makes so much sense as to why proper form is so important when you are at the gym. 

Speaking of the gym again, I am finally done moving and I will be back there in the morning.  And for the record, I love going to the gym.  Even though I was active all weekend, and I stuck to my clean eating, I feel lost, as though I did nothing at all.  My back says otherwise. 

Well I am off to bed, I can’t wait to get back to the gym…

It is hard for me to not be frustrated right now.  I have cleaned up my diet, it is near immaculate.  I have not snuck a candy bar in months.  I have been much more consistent with my workout regimen.  Since the holidays I have been meticulous about the meals I prepare and my workouts, yet over the last few months I have only put weight on. 

It is so hard to be positive when you are working so hard and seeing opposite results.  My pants are getting tighter too, so it isn’t just the number on the scale.  My energy level seems up, despite some unrelated medical problems.  My doctor doesn’t seem concerned about my sudden weight gain because I lift weights.  But it isn’t like I just started lifting, and I have been gradually increasing my weights from the very beginning.  SO I start to wonder if there really is something wrong with me (suddenly I am a hypochondriac).

I am just so frustrated.  I want to see changes in a positive direction.  I know I can do this.  I know I will see the return from my hard work.  Ugh…  It will happen…eventually

I did a pretty stout chest workout early this morning.  I usually don’t have DOMS until one and a half, maybe two days later.  I am already tender.  So I was in the store earlier today and I just started massaging my chest.  I didn’t quite realize what I was doing until I realized that the guy in the self-checkout next to me was just sltaring at me.  For the record I was not rubbing on my nipples like some goofy CHris Farley movie, but I suppose someone could get a pretty interesting idea of what I was doing with my mammaries in public.  Oh well, let them come to their own conclusions I guess. 

I sent in my application for the firefighting position.  They will open up the position April 1st.  By the middle of May they will start the physical test.  I hope I am ready!  I put in some cardio early this morning, and plan to go back for a nice leg workout and some more cardio tonight.  I have made a goal that I will acheive my desired weight by my birthday, July 5.  That means I will need to lose a little over 1.5 pounds per week.  That is very doable.  Well, I am off to do more work!