Spanishbelle’s BodyBlog

I’m such a weenie lately.  I do it to myself!  I had to (had to) and decided to clean up my diet.  My numbers are good so far.  I’ve been tired and so very sleepy.  A combination of hard workouts, bad eating and not enough rest are catching up to me and did me in yesterday.  I had 7 layer dip with chips for breakfast/lunch then headed to the gym.  Yes, I know better.  LOL!  But isn’t that the ultimate b*%c!, it’s not that you don’t know what to do you just don’t do it.  I didn’t make it through my workout, just couldn’t and I tried.  I packed my crap and drove my butt home.  Took it easy the rest of the night.  Had a great dinner, got some much needed extra sleep today.  Feeling better, not great, but better and headed back to it in a bit.  Shoulder workout and some cardio on my to do.  I need a good pump! 

I’m not digging my workout results, I’m getting bulky.  Hubby said my arms are getting big.  My 11 year old said my butt is getting big’ger’.  And?  LOL.  My clothes have been feeling a bit snug around the shoulders, butt and legs.  Waitline is holding.  I’m tempted to scratch my current workout, try a different approach.  Diet has been crap though.  I can’t say I overeat, not my thing. I most certainly under eat and am quite inconsistent about my food/timing intake.  I’m curious, if I clean up my diet what will transpire.  However, I have a social event coming up and I most certainly want to be looking S&S (Sleek and Slim).  If I proceed, my workout will end a week shy of the event.  Not enough time to implement any change.  Think I’ll proceed, hell, I’ll just buy higher heels and a long sleeve mini-dress!  Nothing like a nice pair of stilettos to slim anyone up! 

I dragged myself to the gym yesterday.  Once there, I did take care of business.  Worked on back, chest and cardio. I smith machined it all the way.  Reverse grip bent over row, bent over row, incline bench press, flat bench press, wide grip lat pull down pull down and lat row….five sets of 10.  Cut my cardio 5 minutes short due to being a tad bit short on time.  It was okay with me, the guy next to me smelled so bad.  Twenty minutes into my cardio session he stepped on and it was a challenge in itself to stay the course! 

Some changes must be coming on that I’m oblivious to.  Well, to be honest, it’s not good enough for me.  Anyway, a couple of guys paid some compliments.  Legs and ABS on the to do list today.

Checking out my avi is a little disappointing.  Something to think about in the gym while I work on cardio this morning.  I’ve had a crazy dialogue going on in my head.  How’d you get here?  Well, that’s an easy answer to come up with.  Where you going? A visual comes to mind.  How you going to get there?  Work, sweat, patience….not so easy.  The work and sweat of it, I’m cool with.  The "patient" part wears on me until it "wears" me.  It’s my monkey.  I’ve felt it coming on. A slow gnawing chipping away at my best intentions.  I find for most people it’s not so much the physical aspect of getting fit that’s the challenge.  Five pounds will always be five pounds.  It’s the invisible weight of emotion, life and it’s demands, results not coming fast enough that starts off a slow brewing of discouragment settling itself in and setting off an internal struggle of your will against your a!! Your heart skips a beat, then it skips several.  It’s been days since you’ve seen the gym, then you flatline.  My monkey found me sometime last night in my sleep and I’m threatening to flatline! 

Had a HITT session yesterday on the StairMaster.  Worked on ABS and arms.  Hitting back and chest today.  My weight shot up a couple of pounds, body fat remains the same.  Patience, patience, patience…..

Ask me what doesn’t hurt, we could go through that list much faster.  Made it to the gym in the morning for a long cardio session.  My cardio goal for two weeks is 40 minutes.  Working on the treadmill, I break down my 40 minutes into four 10 minute cycles.  Walking for 7 minutes at 2.8 to 3.2 mph on an incline of 6.5 to 7.  I lower the treadmill to a 1 and run for 3 minutes at 6 mph and repeat.  I’m working with my ankle, being mindful and respectful of my injury.  It’s humbling, not being able to crank that treadmill up and run.  I make sure I am in a downright nasty sweat when I’m done which seems to appease me.

Headed back to the gym later on that afternoon and got a shoulder workout in.  Five sets of 10, seated smith machine press, seated dumbbell shoulder press, cable raise, bent-over dumbbell raise, front raise.  Jump roped 100 times between exercises as my active rest, two minute to one minute rest between sets.  Funny thing about jump roping and being 38 or 37 (hell, I don’t remember how old I am) I needed to go to the bathroom!  The need to go was more inconvenient than jump-roping around people.  Not at all what I expected!  I went before, I went during, I went afterwards!  I don’t want to be 20 again, but I would like the bladder that goes with it! To be honest, I don’t know if I completed 4 or five sets.  It was a busy, air sucking hard workout and I lost track.  Must come up with a method where I can wear my butt out and keep track of what set I’m on, completed and have to go.  I was thinking, after my workout, maybe I can stack up some 5-2 lb. plates somewhere in a corner nearby and rack a plate up once I’m done with a set.  It’s a plan.  Hell, but I’m also thinking, if you don’t remember what set or rep your on, then maybe it’s just time to head on home!

I dragged my booty to the gym.  I wasn’t feeling pumped for a workout, figured I’d go through the motions and move some weight around.  Worked out legs, incorporated 45 seconds of jump squats on an aerobic stepper between exercises.  My goal was five sets of 10, Leg press, Romanian deadlifts, Dumbbell lunges, leg extensions, leg curls and seated calf raise.  I was spent on the 4th set and called it over.  The workout was difficult.  Had me sucking air at the end of the second set.  Those jump-squats were a killer.  Most definitely sore.  I have 40 minutes of cardio to get out of the way this morning.  Tried to get to the gym at 5:30, didn’t get much sleep though with this nasty hacking cough I have yet to get over. 

funny how the best laid plans don’t always work out they way you planned!  I was doing so well working out until I became ill.  Thought I was over it about three days into it only for things to get worse.  I must of come down with the flu.  My teen had it, put him out for a week, my little one got it and he was down for three days.  Funny thing about being a MOM, you just don’t get that down and out time without suffering the consqueuences.  Mountains of laundry, dishes in the sink, a mess from one end of the house to another in every room.  As if that’s not bad enough, everything else must continue.  Practice, homework, Dr. appointments and whatever else is on the schedule and whatever else isn’t that comes your way.  Life would be much easier if I had a wife.  She steps in during my down time, takes care of the kids, the house errands.  She knows, from a woman’s point of view what I’m talking about, how I feel without me having to explain, she "gets" it.  Hubby does not oppose to this due to his own personal perverted agenda.  I have yet to tell him, she’d be short, hairy and a good 250 pounds!

Made it back to the gym yesterday.  Skipped the cardio, no time.  Got a leg workout with an arm workout in.  Trying to get caught up on the couple of body parts I missed training along the way so I’ve improvised my workout to do so.  Still not able to get cardio in first thing in the morning.  Although I was tired yesterday after my workout sleep did not come easy to me.  I finally fell asleep sometime around one in the morning.  A little tired this morning and most certainly tight from my hams.  Went up in weight by 60lbs. on the smith machine while doing squats.  Think I’ll stay there for a while, two weeks or so, I’m in no hurry to squat heavy.  It will come!

My teenager was sick last week with the flu.  He missed school last week and lost 12 pounds!  It never works that way for me!  Hell, I’ll be sick as a dog and that’s it, just sick, no weight loss and looking and feeling like hell.  I went to bed Sunday night with a fever and a sore throat.  As the night progressed my ears were burning.  I took some antibiotics and although I felt much better today, I still didn’t feel 100% my normal self.  I traded in my gym time for a nap, getting in some much needed rest.  My little guy is now sick with a sore throat, fever and so on.  He’ll probably stay home tomorrow since he went straight to bed after school and didn’t do any of his homework.  The good news is he didn’t lose his appetite like my oldest did so he might be over this in a couple of days.  Depending on how he feels and how I feel, I might not make it to the gym.  No biggie, it’s not going anywhere! 

DISAPPOINTMENT…..

Life will be disappointing.

People will be disappointing.

And so will you.

Give them the same grace they’ll give you.