TLC: Trust, Love, Consistency

I haven’t blogged much this week but let’s just say there’s been some tough, tired and emotional days. I was never prepared for how exhausted I’d be and it’s been a real struggle. Most days ended or contained tears.
and then…
I woke up Friday morning without my alarm at 6.15 and I knew it was the day to get things straight. Gobbled down my eggs and greens and had a fantastic hour walk in the national park with the hound. I had all my food packed and ready and made it to work 20 minutes early (unheard of). Went for a walk on my lunch break to get some sun and a short black (ended up with a tiny little sun-dress from miss gladys too).

The coffee had me set. I was going to make it to my workout and have a good one. It felt so good to get in the gym again. I was working my shoulders in tri-sets, my favourite. I realsed I hadn’t done a workout like this in maybe 5 months. I have full control over my muscles, brain and shoulders were actually working together. Vague memories of this sensation linger from before I was injured, which was the last time I took time off. I was really working my  muscles hard, but mentally I was clear and focused and could control every bit of every movement. This feeling is priceless. This is how I want to train in the off season, no fighting for control, no negativity.

I was in an extra good mood too, as ‘Friday night rules’ had been re-invoked. S and I pick a nice, vibrant but upmarket restaurant and take several hours to indulge ourselves in delicious food paid for by our week’s toils. Anything goes. I provided a short-list of restaurants to S when he asked me where I might like to go, mainly Italian, his fave. He surprised me and pick Beunos Aires, an Argentinian place on Hutt st. It’s PN paradise, I was actually wondering if I’d find my PWO carbs! The serves are massive and we ate ourselves silly on chicken, seafood and steak, along with the crispiest (fat laden) potatoes and stir fried vegies. I joked to S that the desert menu was a myth and that they really didn’t serve deserts. After a little while of letting my main sit I spotted the specials board. Lemon Cheesecake. Oh baby! This was the one thing I really really wanted to have post-comp, not a cheap supermarket kind, a baked one. I have pretty high standards but this didn’t disappoint. S said he didn’t want desert and ended up eating more than me , it was that good. I woke up this morning, still a little full, remembered the cheesecake and felt so happy I’d ate it. Won’t need another piece for months.

This morning we were back into our Saturday morning routine of dog rambling on at Brighton followed by breaky. The Friday-Saturday combo used to be a bit of a slipping point for me so I had planned ahead a bit. I’d pre-cooked a pile of kangaroo snags and packed one incase I couldn’t find some good lean protein. Ended up eating at a different cafe and ordering an omlete with spinach, asparagus and mushrooms, amazingly fluffy and not at all greasy. Fed the buttery toast to Kevin (thanks mum!) and added in my kanga-banga and was full and happy. I was really feeling like the off season me I wanted to be.

Debated about training 2 days in a row, but S had chores to run on the motorbike, leaving me the car and a free hour so I got my gear together. Ate a small bowl of protein ice-cream (I love off-season) and punished my legs furiously. My squats felt so good. I powered through my walking lunges (yuck), threw in romainian split-squats (just for fun) and finished with tri-sets of ham-curl, leg-extention and calf machine. Listened to my body for rest breaks and felt like a new person.

I had chicken, green beans and sweet potatoe waiting when I got home. As I ate it, I thought how lucky I was to be healthy and fit and eating such delicious food.

My next goal is to eat clean and PN until my next training session, Tuesday. It’s going to be hard not to train until then and keep my head up but I know I can do it.

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