shihando’s BodyBlog

So as y’all know, the last few weeks have been pretty rough.  I have continued to work out int he mornings sporadically, but at least a few times a week.  I think my brother-in-law recognized I’ve been bummed with everything and mentioned noticing the progress I had made in losing the inches in the gut.  It cheered me up.  It’s always good to hear that, but he didn’t stop there!  He then said that he could tell the lifting was working because my shoulders and arms were visibly bigger.

Wait.  What?  Seriously?

He was serious and told me to keep it up.  That was a nice little nudge that I needed and I have been in the gym the last 2 days straight and I feel much better than I have been.  A lot of the tension that had built up is gone or at least lessened.

It’s like I always say … you just gotta keep the faith!

Peace, love, and peanutbutter chocolate protein bars!

PS:  My new profile pic was taken last Friday.  I wish I had a picture of me in that shirt before December when it was on the verge of button popping …

They say everything happens in 3’s.  Well, everything bad seems to happen in 3’s.  It’s never the good things?  I wonder why that is?

So my week started last Thursday finding out that my cousin committed suicide.  Then Friday, we took the family dog to the vet because she was limping and barely able to get around.  We’re given some new meds for arthritis, but if my dog doesn’t get better in the next week we will have to put her down.  Then, Tuesday when I got back from the funeral and was chatting with my girlfriend on MSN and she broke up with me.

What the flux?  Who does that?  Personally, I think she’s still in love with her piece of dirt, drug addicted, alcoholic Ex.  I accidently met the guy and the resemblence between us is uncanny!  If you didn’t know either of us very well you could easily mistake one for the other with a quick glance.  Based on some things that she said, she saw him, not me when she looked at me.  But I digress.  There is a silver lining to the cloud of the crappiness that was my week though.  The resulting stress of the week has helped push me through my plateau and I’ve lost 2.5 inches around my waist in the last few weeks.

To sum up the moral of the story:  Life is pain.  Women are complicated, (see: crazy).  Stress is good.  And as my good friend Mikey says,  "It’s just weight.  Lift it."

Keep the faith y’all!