I worked out. I sweated. It hurt...but felt so good.
Now going to work out at the club. See you on the flip side.
I worked out. I sweated. It hurt...but felt so good.
Now going to work out at the club. See you on the flip side.
Funny thing how the more time you have, the less gets done. I had the day off today and so it seemed that I had all the time in the world to get my school work done, drop downtown, rest a little, do my workout. But the day still only has about 15 waking hours and they go by so fast without any structure. So alas, it's midnight and I've JUST finished my workout. I did get some biking and walking in between the assignments, but this was the last thing to do!
So day 4 is Pure Cardio which mean endless jumping and thinking I'm going to throw up for half an hour then cry. I was afraid that both of my boobs (Mary-Kate and Ashley- not because they are small, because each weighs as much as one of those twins) were just going to fly off and hit the ceiling. It did not feel pleasant.
I wasn't able to do the whole routine through, and I opted for a lot of low intensity alternatives which they DON'T offer in the video! I've taken my share of jazzercise and box aerobics to know that you can always do a slightly easier variation of the exercise instead of just quitting. But that doesn't cut it for Shaun T. Only INSANITY! Kind of discouraging to not keep up with the video, but I know it's my first week and I've just got to stick to it.
Noe to only resist the temptation of Wendy'd frosty's on a hot summer afternoon. That's another battle.
Well, looks like a second wind came from the North East to get me to complete day three of Shaun T's INSANITY workout. But let me explain how I didn't succumb to a 10pm hangover and pass out when I got home.
Upon biking back to the homestead I was thinking about food, as I usually do, and realized that I had none in the cupboards or crisper. So living in the grand city I do, I stopped in at the Price Smart open till Midnight (sweet) and mingled witht he other 20 somethings whom only seem to shop after dark. (Side thought- Do you think if I can get Price Smart to dim the unflattering fluorescent lights in the store, I can meet some dudes there?)
Anyways, while perusing the aisles, a couple things aided in my avoidance of the the candy and ice cream to help me to pick the generic bran flakes and 79 cent tuna. This week is gonna be exciting!
First was my mistaken turn down the magazine aisle. I don't normally buy magazines because I think it's stupid to spend $7 on ads, and you can usually rent them from the library. But there are a couple that usually catch my attention, and my main man on the cover of SURFER did just that.
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The K. Slates. Always delivers.
Secondly was this little dinger whilst flipping through that was hard to miss. That perfectly round, tight ass. An ass that I will never have, but is a good motivation to maybe look one 16th like that one day.
[[posterous-content:pid___0]]Betzaida Herrera who won the Reef Girl contest.
So this brings me to my reason WHY I chose to put down the chocolate covered almonds and go to the bananas, and WHY I came home and did my workout.
Luckily it was Cardio Recovery and was mostly stretching and balance work. But It was still HARD! Either this program really is insane, or I am insanely out of shape that I can't stop sweating buckets just doing a lunge!
All in all, I'm proud that I didn't quit and with a promise of sleeping in and a day off tomorrow, I'll guarantee that there will be a Day 4 success too!
Well, looks like a second wind came from the North East to get me to complete day three of Shaun T's INSANITY workout. But let me explain how I didn't succumb to a 10pm hangover and pass out when I got home.
Upon biking back to the homestead I was thinking about food, as I usually do, and realized that I have none in the cupbords and crisper. So living in the grand city I do, I stopped in at the Price Smart open till Midnight (sweet) and mingled witht he other 20 somethings whom only seem to shop after dark. (Do you think if I can get P.S. to dim the unflattering fluorescent lights in the store, I can meet some dudes there?)
Anyways, while perusing the aisles, a couple things aided in my avoidance of the the candy and icecream and help me to pick the generic bran flakes and 79 cent tuna. This week is gonna be exciting!
First was my mistaken turn down the magazine aisle. I don't normally buy magazines because I think it's stupid to spend $7 on ads, and you can usually rent them from the library. But there are a couple that usually catch my attention, and my main man on the cover of SURFER did just that.
The K. Slates. Always delivers.
Secondly was this little dinger whilst flipping through that was hard to miss. That perfectly round, tight ass. An ass that I will never have, but is a good motivation to maybe look one 16th like that one day.
Betzaida Herrera who won the Reef Girl contest.So this brings me to my reason WHY I chose to put down the chocolate covered almonds and go to the bananas, any WHY I came home and did my workout.
Luckily it was Cardio Recovery and was mostly stretching and balance work. But It was still HARD! Either this program really is insane, or I am insanely out of shape that I can't stop sweating buckets just doing a lunge!
All in all, I'm proud that I didn't quit and with a promise of sleeping in and a day off tomorrow, I'll guarantee that there will be a Day 4 success too!
I went for $1.75 beers tonight at the bar near school. I was so tired today, and worked my ass off, so that means I deserved them. The only problem is now I'm drunk in class, and biking home won't be a treat.
Probablity= 10% success of working out tonight.
Dan and I last summer |
"Is this real life? I thought my friends and I were invincible"As the week went by and I came back to the hospital everyday, I saw Dan's spirit lifting and the colour come back to his eyes. Such a recovery only meant one thing- a present!
We even buy local in Barbados |
Free range eggs that were sold locally in WA Australia hand collected, cleaned, and boxed by me |