7 more sleeps
and I need every one of them.
Mentally I’m exhausted. I’m so glad I bit the bullet and got Jon to look after me. I can’t imagine the mess I’d be in otherwise. Doing my pwo cardio I’ve been wiped but then I suddenly realise, I really am following my dreams and succeeding and all of a sudden I get a new wave of energy.
My workout’s are feeling a bit half assed. I’m telling myself it’s all mental focus, because if I really work on the visualisation I can still match my PBs. My shoulder is really starting to hurt again too. I can’t wait for contest prep to be over so I can get back on a program that works better for it. Right now I’m following Nick’s instructions and not arguing with the big boss about anything.
Today I went and handed in my music and completed my registration. If you’re looking for me, I’m competitor #1, which has to be a good omen. Sean, one of the organisers, still has me pegged for a top 3 finish which has bouyed my spirits after I got my first rush of nerves at registration.
My organisation seems to have back fired on me, as the diuretics JD wants me to get haven’t been available in Australia for 9 months according to the boys in Aussie Muscle. I found them on ASN and have ordered them and bought backup ones for 1/4 of the price incase they don’t come through. I went to the stage shop to get my foundation and they have to order it in, but promise it by Friday (!). I got them to write down the color and I will ring the other dance shops on Monday morning and see whether I can get some before then, otherwise it’s Revlon color stay mixed in my dream tan.
I’m only working 3 days this week, which I’m entirely thankful for. I was starting to get a bit snappy at work on Friday, which isn’t a good thing for a new job. I’m really worried how I’m going to be in the 2 weeks between comps. I’m actually starting to feel quite crazy for entering the Whyalla titles, but it’ll be good stage time if nothing else. I really wish I could get the Friday beforehand off work, but I’ve already asked the boss for too much time off.
So I’m taking each day at a time, meal by meal, workout by workout. When I feel down I find a mirror and look at my (sunburnt) quads and feel a bit better.
Tonight I’m off to a posing workshop run at City Gym. I’ll get to meet some of my fellow competitors (did I mention there are 12 people in my line-up!?). I wish I could feel a bit more excited about the workshop but I really need a night on the couch.
I actually sound a lot less happy than I am. Sorry it’s just easier to complain. This is all an amazing process and I’m so lucky to have family who support me.
*end ramble*
