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This week has been insane! First of all I’ll start with my left eye. Somehow it got scratched. I woke up Sunday like Sept. 21st and it hurt so bad I couldn’t even put my contact in it. So I wore my glasses for a couple of days and it got better so I stuck the contact back in. Then it got worse, so I was just putting my contacts in when I worked out, then it still got worse so I went to the Dr. on Tuesday of this week and blah blah it’s scratched here’s some antibiotic drops and don’t wear your contacts the rest of the week and go see your eye Dr. for a follow up…which I done today and it’s not better!!!!!!!!!!!! So I got stronger drops and cannot wear my contacts till next Tues when I go back for another follow up. Okay, enough already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I haven’t seen Bob for like a week and a half and I am having fighting withdrawals!!! I just cannot kick ass like I like with stupid glasses on and without them I can’t see jack! It’s bad enough I have to go and lift weights with them on…but I am pressing onward and this too shall pass! Oh wait, one last little bitch, my son also had an eye appointment cause I noticed he hasn’t been seeing real clearly so contacts it is for him as well. Needless to say, the total cost for both our eye exams plus contacts…$520.00. That’s my out of pocket expense after insurance. What a joke.

Okay enough of the pity party at least it seems all the little injuries I was having have healed and we can all see(or I will soon be able to anyway) …now I just need a third job. Actually, I think you could have all the jobs in the world and still not be able to afford having kids or at least be able to give them everything you want to and still get stuff for yourself

See why I don’t post everyday, it’s like boring and totally pointless.

You know how some figure competitors take picts and post them on their blog then they rant and rave cause they are fat and omg their butt, then you look at the picts and wonder wtf their ranting about cause…OMG you think she looks amazing and could step on stage that day….

Yeah, that’s not me.

Course I am trying to cram a fully hydrated 136.5lb body into a suit that’s meant to be on a 125lb dehydrated one…

Still, I’m going to post them (heaven help you all), cause it can only get better from here.

It’s the stuff nightmares are made of people and I’ve got less then 8 weeks to make it into the stuff dreams are made of.

It’s going to take a miracle…or just a lot of hard work and dedication~bring it!

I promise to actually do my hair and put makeup on for the next set Oh and I have yet to start stoning my suit.

I don’t know what the hell happened, but I woke up this morning and it’s like overnight my body went…OH, your doing THIS again~gotchya!, why didn’t you just say so?!

And that’s when I looked at it in the mirror and said…kiss, hug, punch, tickle and bitchslap~AHEM, that’s what I’ve been saying to you for the last 4 weeks…hello did you think I was NOT eating pizza and peanut M&M’s just for the health of it????? That would just be craziness!

So yep, weighing in and taking pictures tomorrow for Tony. Not sure if I want to try and cram myself into my show two piece or not…I’m feeling so good today I would really have to hate to feel like killing myself tomorrow…

Speaking of killing…reading April’s post today made me want to stab her something…

I’m just sayin (LOL!!) but OH,…

Speaking of my suits, I got my crystals yesterday so let the gluing~which, by the way, did you know,has an ingredient in it that has been shown to cause cancer in the state of California…well hell, I live in Illinois so I’m going to sniff if I want to…

Just for the health of it.

Kinda like running and eating cookies, dontchya think?

All it takes is a new pair of shoes to remind you how ROCKSTAR you really are.

I can indeed run faster, jump higher and kick more better ass…at least in my mind…

and isn’t that where the magic happens anyway?

Word. 

A new pair of workout shoes are to me what a new pair of heels are to Carrie(SATC)…I want them all! They make my world a better, more enjoyable~I can’t wait to workout and live life~place.

Yeah, I said it…and I did it.

Okay, so I cheated, BUT, there was method to my madness so hear me out…

I felt so bad yesterday I even told Tony I was bailing from this comp. His response was of course…your not bailing on nothin.

Hmmmmmm, that didn’t work…alrighty then, time to snap myself out of this.

Turns out, a change in diet is exactly what I needed and the change was peanut butter and cookies…

BUT, the peanut butter was PB2, because I don’t have any actual peanut butter in the house and the cookies…well, they were cookies … the Keebler chocolate striped ones to be exact. Both those things I knew I would not lose control with…actual peanut butter and cookies like Oreos, well someone would have been picking me up off the floor this morning from a carb coma cause their would have been no stopping…I know my limits

With that being said, I knew what I wanted and knew what I had to do to get it.

So even though every bone in my body and dark thought in my head wanted to sit in my chair, watch Food Network and eat myself sick, I laced up my tennis shoes, slapped on my ipod and went for a 5 mile run. Not sprints, and not a leisurely enjoyable jog…but an…omg I’m going to die any minute OW my right hamstring…RUN.

When I got back I drank a scoop and a half of protein, ate 2TBSP of PB2 and 6 cookies.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm was it awesome and I woke up this morning feeling like a new woman!

Do I feel bad?…Especially being almost 8 weeks out from a comp…Am I beating myself up?

NOPE.   

Cause eating those cookies after my intense run most likely sent all the sugar, carbs, and fat straight to my muscles and not to my ass…

It also kept me out of the round room looking for a corner…

and that’s NEVER a bad thing.

I am absolutely hideous right now and the first to admit it and give warning to those in my path of destruction! That’s why I love this thread over at Sioux Country makes me not feel so alone and crazy.

The thing that has me most perplexed is I did not feel like this last time! I hate this! My body is also not responding like it did last time and it’s leaving me wondering if I can even be ready in 8 1/2 weeks…

So I e-mailed Tony and told him what was up. He wants pictures ASAP and is giving me a new diet.

*crossing fingers and faceplant…followed by curling up in a ball and turning off the lights*

Here is a picture of my UNSTONED suits…

ooooooooooh….aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

I :HEART: THEM!  (ccfitwearROCKS!)

Going to order my stones today….eeeeeee I’m so exciiiiiited

This is what’s pushing me…I’ve got the vision. I can see myself in 9 weeks, in those suits…on that stage, and now it’s all about getting the job done.

Problem is, when I get like this, I become obsessed. Chris is already complaining I am ignoring him.   I just get in this zone and tend to tune other stuff out. I may be here in the flesh, but my mind is on a mission…and it’s best just to let me do what I got to do how I got to do it.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am having fun…lots of fun. Angela, April, Tina and I were all exchanging group e-mails yesterday and we’ve all agreed I get to see them nekid, April likes mooning people, and we are so eating pancakes and moose munch after the comp…no I didn’t say MOON munch. I may get to see April’s moon but I ain’t munchin on it…yeah, I said it~LMAO!

Ha, this is like a slumber party men only dream about…minus all munching but the moose of course.

What?! I’m just sayin

Got my suits in the mail yesterday and while they ROCK, they are…tiny!!!!

Needless to say my workouts were step’d up a notch last night and that will continue for the next 10 weeks(little less then that now~ACK!) Also, with the way I want my body to look in them(which is perfect), there is no room for error with my diet, NONE.

Trust me people, you are not getting pictures because right now in them, my ass looks like camel toe and my twat waffle looks like a puffy taco…

I’m just keepin it real and just sayin

Even after taking two jet fuel and drinking green tea with extract added, I am yawning like it’s bedtime.

All night I dreamed I had intruders in my house and I was beating the shit out of them…or trying to. I would not, could not, let them get to my kids. I went from one to the other punching, kicking and choking…one guy I was choking for like ten minutes and could not for the life of me figure out how he was still breathing. I kept checking my form, making sure I was doing the rear naked choke right~lmao!!…that one finally woke me up.

Speaking of being tired, rain for some reason also leaves me feeling exhausted and it rained all weekend long. So I played hermit and got my house cleaned and my food cooked and watched Baby Mama like 3 times.

You want to know how to tell if you’ve watched Baby Mama too much

…When your over at your baby daddy’s house and as he is bent over in your van saying “you think you’d find time to clean this thing out” and you answer by smacking him on the ass and saying “bitch you don’t know my life!”

So see, I’ll take the dreams about kicking some intruder ass cause I could have just as easily dreamt about peeing in a sink and rubbing olive oil on my tate. (don’t ask, I don’t even know and I’ve had 3 kids and I’m afraid to google it lol!

I CAN’T WALK.

My above and beyond lower body training went a tad over-board.

awesome.

My calves have been sore before(I even ranted about it blog style and took picts) but this is even worse. I cannot walk normally no matter how hard I try…picture someone walking around in ski boots(if you’ve ever done this they are heavier then crap), then picture them drunk as well…yep that’s what I look like, a drunken ski bunny boot wearer. Only, I’m not drunk nor am I wearing ski boots, yet I walk like my legs weigh a hundred pounds each and I can’t straighten ‘em out so it throws me off balance and I have to grab on to things as I go…now that’s hot!

This is not what I had planned in my minds eye. In fact in order for this NOT to happen I kept the weight light. Light weight, high reps. The thing is, I really laid on the mind-muscle connection while doing it~powerful stuff…

HA, my minds eye even has muscle…now if I can just keep it from looking for m&m’s!