jcorbett’s BodyBlog

This cold has been like kryptonite–it has had a negative impact on my energy and I couldn’t lift heavy or do high reps. I was able to get thru the routine because I had a little help from Sugar Free Red Bull. The taste was disgusting, but it did provide the much needed burst of energy. By the end of weight training I was so hyped from the caffeine that I did 35 min. on the elliptical trainer (20 min. @ level 10–1st time). I hope that I’ll be back to "normal" by Fri.

I started this path to fitness in response to a break-up–what motivation (LOL).  However, now that I see results it’s almost as if I am having trouble accepting the “new me”. Apparently looking good is not enough, I have to remind myself that I feel great and that it’s wonderful to be able to breath better w/o the extra weight. Each time I am tempted to eat junk, I have to remind myself, it’s not worth it.  And finally for every intense weight training session, I have to say, “Bruno (my trainer) will hurt me if I don’t finish this set”–just kidding about the last statement. I need to tell myself something besides “you can do this” as the weight gets heavier and the sets get harder–I’m fresh out of ideas for motivation when my muscles are tired and I’m in pain. 

The fitness journey is not easy, but I am grateful for my progress and I am also glad that my workouts are no longer mediocre.

I am beginning to understand that this fitness thing is a lifelong process not a new jaunt. There aren’t any short cuts, maintenence is obsolete, and goal setting is ongoing. This is my new mantra.I’ve reached a plateau with the weight loss-what a bummer. Nevertheless, I’m going to try ”jump start”/ caloric cycling.  YAY, I get to eat more, but not the fatty stuff I used to love.  We’ll see what happens.My cholesterol is still borderline, but I believe it will be within normal limits in 4 to 6 months.

BTW: I did a full hour of legs yesterday–they were still numb when I did my cardio this morning>lol

Okay, I’m almost at 90 days of clean eating and have been walking the walk, but I’m starting to fantasize about food that’s not on the “list”. It all started a couple weeks ago when I had that half a slice of pizza. Then a week later I ate another slice. On Super Bowl Sunday I started reminiscing about past parties and all of the good fatty foods I was missing. I thought about Washington, D. C.  and all the good southern cuisine (e.g. fried fish, biscuits, corn bread,  greens, sweet potato cake……..). Today I was day dreaming about South Philly–those wonderful cannolis and calamari. I need a food addict sponsor. I admit that I’m powerless and don’t want to relapse so please send emergency care, pronto!!!!