So, I have been religiously going to the gym 5 days a week and running on Sundays. This has been my routine for the last 3 weeks. I’ve just added cardio before each weight workout because The Rock recommends it in his program. So I’m actually running like 4 or 5 days a week. I’ve spent 1 hour plus at Planet Fitness without fail except for the days that I take off. I’ve added whey protein in regularly following workouts because it’s good for recovery and is quickly digested. I take Casein before bed on workout days because it helps muscles repair overnight and feeds them while you sleep and it’s slowly digested for the hours when you’re still. I write down what I eat and try hard to keep it to my calorie count and other macros give or take a few over or unders. I’m trying really hard and I know that muscle weighs more than fat and how I’m doing is not about how I look in the mirror as much as it is how I feel and how my clothes fit. I’m all on board with my new routine. In perfecting what works for me, I decided that since today is the first day of my period that I should weigh myself to see what my “heavy” looks like. I really wanted to push the limit so I weighed myself after work, fully dressed and my weight was 168.8. This is a lot of a surprise since on regular days I weigh anywhere from 168 – 174 or so. I was a bit shocked to see the number because my guess was around 175 given the time of the month. I retain water like any woman at this time and yesterday I had cake and then strawberry shortcake too! I guess maybe that may show up tomorrow but today was like a big win for me! It makes me keep going and motivates me a LOT! My goal is 150 but if I never gained or lost another pound from this moment I’d be happy. I like learning about lifting and eating and how it works together to get me what I want. I like reading and trying new things to switch it up some and I really like not having a race hovering over my head that forces me into any particular distance on long run days. As much as I miss going to my kids high school sporting events at night and on weekends, it’s nice to now have that time to do whatever I want which is now usually the gym. So here’s to continuous improvement and many personal success’ to come!
An unplanned day of rest. Sometimes it happens. Like today. I feel that summer cold hanging over me, I’ve sneezed a half dozen times and I only sneeze when I’m getting sick. My throat is scratchy along with my eyes and the friggin post nasal drip is bogus! So those were the initial reasons for skipping tonight’s scheduled dreadmill run (because it’s 10,000 degrees outside), although I might go downstairs in my house of Hades and ride my bike. It’s a little cooler down there. That would get me moving, avoid missing my “workout” if it can be considered a workout by pedaling so easy you don’t sweat. Jury is out on that one. Usually my off days these days are Saturdays. I alternate running and targeted weight training 6 days a week these days. I usually eat super healthy but tonight I stuffed an obscene amount of ice cream in me because I was hot. Now, I think I stayed within my macros since I didn’t eat everything I had planned today, however, a giant cup of ice cream really isn’t helping train my body to get used to a negative sugar balance. I’m too old to really care much but I do want to live longer than my natural father who just died at like 73. Not a sad thing to me, so don’t feel bad for me. I haven’t spoken to him in 30 years because he was an A-SS-HO-LE just like the song says. Whatever, I just want to look OK and I want my doctors to leave me alone which is why I keep the junk food (barring today’s binging) to a minimum. Anyway it’s not the plan at this very moment in time to move from this spot for anything right now. I know my body is not 100% which means that if I go crazy tonight I’ll only push back my disposition tomorrow and be down another day so chances are I’m staying right here and I’m totally ok with it. The other reason I’m not stressing over it is that I’m not in training really even though someone I know signed up for a race that I said I’d do with them but never signed up for. I got bagged yesterday so now I need to do it or I”ll just look like a shit. So technically I am in training but only in my head until I actually sign up for the race like I said I would. Even if I was all legit with signing up, I would still most likely take tonight as an unscheduled day off so tomorrow I can go running in the morning because we are going to the Red Sox game at night. So my long winded point is that it’s ok to take additional days off once in a while to recover. It’s all good.
Ok, so up until this point, I would not have encouraged myself or anyone to take, post or even admit to progress photos. I felt like it was discouraging and depressing to bother and I hated looking at myself in the mirror quite frankly. I started the Fighter Diet on July 11th and this program invites participants to take and submit progress photos. Now you don’t have to but A) you don’t have an opportunity to win the prize at the end of the challenge if you don’t submit weekly progress photos. B) how can you actually see progress that is so incremental that the scale nor your clothes report it right away if at all depending on what you’re working toward. So I reluctantly sent in my week 1 pictures… then I stalked and judged everyone else’s pics and compared myself to them. Maybe to feel better about myself or maybe just to feel a little less insecure about what I actually look like. I mean after all it’s hard looking at pictures of yourself scantily clothed and be objective. So I did it knowing I would have to look at it. Low and behold every week since I started the program I have seen visible improvements when I look at my side by side pics and especially when I compare them to my before pics. Every week I say the same thing to myself “I don’t know why I’m posting, there won’t be any changes” and every week there are. I am speechless but motivated to keep going. There’s nothing more motivating then seeing progress. I’m especially interested in seeing pics in the coming weeks because I’m doing my own rather intense workout program that focuses on one body part per day per week. My son is helping me with that and as much as I struggle with doing abs once a week I’m trusting that this process is going to work. Stay tuned!
I don’t go to the gym often because I have most of the weights here at my house. My stationary bike is here too and I run outside most of the year so I don’t need a treadmill all that often. Occasionally I take a spin class or Barre class or something but for the most part I am paying more than $500 a year for very little use. I’m now changing gyms to Planet Fitness because it’s half the cost, I can bring a guest for free every time, they have hydration beds and massage chairs free of charge too. No classes but I don’t really care about that honestly. Anyway, this month is my last month at my current gym. When I got home last night my house was hotter inside than it was outside. The central AC unit is too small for my house and the pipes freeze all the time so we can’t run it all the time. My kids pretty much live in my room where there’s a portable stand up AC unit and it’s cool. I can’t work out in that and actually be successful so I headed to the gym. I compiled all the weights and bars, Bosu ball, matt and step platforms I would need to stay in the corner and do my thing. I start my routine and I am looking in the mirror and think to myself that I look ok in my arms and shoulders at the moment. Not perfect, not horrible either. I’m 49 after all and no spring chicken. I am doing supersets today which is 2-3 exercises done in succession without a break for each set that you do. I like this and it gets more done faster. I do my triceps and pushups quietly in my own space but then I get to abs and legs and she started in on me. That fucking bitch! As I squat with a plateless bar I can hear her saying “look at that fat ass trying to squat. She’s drawing so much attention to herself! She looks ridiculous!” Shut up asshole! I think to myself. Just ignore her I chant, you’ll be done soon enough and she’ll be just a memory. Now my sons ex-girlfriend walks by…great, I’m sure I’ll now be the fat beast at the gym story later. I press on. She starts in again when I get to my sit ups on the Bosu ball with and without weights. “Do you want a plate of pasta with that giant roll ya got there honey?” God, GO AWAY! I hear her during all the lower body exercises relentlessly bullying me to stop. Making me want to go home and quit, but I don’t. Now that’s all I can look at with each rep, my roll, my fat being squished up. It’s now in my head and I’m dreading the next “UP” because I will see it again. Is it over yet?…..
Do you know what I did at that point? I picked my head! up, looked right at that girl….the horrible bitch in the mirror and told her “Not today bitch! You won’t get the best of me today and you won’t make me quit! So Fuck you” and I finished without another word from her.
Sometimes you have to be strongest against the person in the mirror, the one in your head that just won’t back down or leave you alone. The person inside who taunts you and gives you self doubt. Don’t quit! Quitting is the easy way out and that is not how we will be successful at anything if we let our inner nay sayers get the best of us. Don’t Quit, Keep Going! You can do this!
These pictures have become the weekly bain of my existence. Weekly progress photos as I progress through this Fighter Diet program. Don’t get me wrong, I like seeing progress but it’s incremental and I’m anxious to see major results. All I see some days is a big butt, cheese legs with a side of back rolls looking back at me. I’m proud that I’ve stepped up my workouts and I’m working hard most days for sure but the improvements are so minor that when the scale says +3lbs I get a little discouraged. I’m in better shape than a lot of the people doing this challenge but I’ve been working out longer. I’m trying to take my own advice which I would give to anyone and that is to be patient and just keep going. It’s like anything really, like growing up and not seeing daily changes in my kids but one day I would look at them and all of a sudden WOW they found their adult bodies / faces. It’s going to be like that I figure so it’s just a waiting game. I’ll tell you what’s hard… what’s hard is posting these pics for the entire challenge community to look at and judge. There’s a hard pill to swallow for sure but I did it. Who really cares…no one. So as I am about to plan and put together my meal for tomorrow I’ll try and keep in mind that patience is a virtue and the scale does not rule my world.
HAPPY RUNNING! KEEP GOING!
So we started week 3 of the Fighter Diet yesterday and for the first time I stayed on plan over the weekend! I feel really good about that because on the weekends I don’t necessarily eat badly, but I don’t usually count like I should. Now, it’s bad enough that I don’t eat the menu the way I’m supposed to but I’m ok with that because I still count and I still stop when I should and I’m working out almost perfectly. My issue now is fitting 3 weight workouts in in the week. You see, Sunday is long run so I do M-W-F weight days or try to. I used to be able to run every day in succession without an issue. That was 9 years ago. Now, running two days in a row and even every other day when there’s a weight workout in between that includes squats and leg stuff, my legs are generally lead on the run / cardio days. I’ve been taking Saturday off and running on Fridays because I have a race in a few weeks to run. It’s not far, 7 miles but I can’t skimp on running training. When the race is over it will be easier to not worry about running days as much not to mention I really want to follow the planned weight workouts better than I am. There’s always something that gives us a challenge or at least there should be I think. So I will do my best to actually get a third weight workout in this week. It might be easier since I’m joining a new gym where I get the use of a trainer as much as I want. Maybe that will help. We’ll see but I’ll keep going as hard and strong as I can to wherever the week brings me. Week 3 and I’m not discouraged so that’s good. Other people in the group for this challenge / diet may be but I found my happy medium and that’s all that matters.
I started this Fighter Diet ( @Fighter_Diet ) technically 4 days ago if you count today. The challenge actually started today but I have to be ahead of everyone so I started counting nutrients and measuring stuff on Sunday. I put my book together with all the support docs they give us and also included log sheets for the next 40 or so days of the 87-ish that make up the challenge. I have all the workout logs and the food breakdowns in there. It’s my bible for the next 12 weeks! Ok, that’s not so strange as I am an organized person to a fault. Not perfect of course because attention to details in some things isn’t where it could be but mostly I hold the title for organizational queen. Today however, I went out at lunch and bought the stuff to make these weird looking but very popular, pancakes (or waffles) that everyone taking the challenge is raving about. Not only did I buy the ingredients I didn’t have at home but I also bought an alternate for variety or choice if I don’t like the first one. I also bought another ingredient that is in my book because it looked healthy and good and just 4 days in I’m starting to get sick of the same foods every day. NO, what I’m sick of mostly is writing down the same stupid foods every day on my sheet. Not sure why that’s bugging me but it is. So now I’ll have a choice but whatever happened to waiting to see how at least week 1 panned out before jumping all in? Clearly I’m a fan of this program and I’ve thrown caution to the wind because I’m convinced it’s going to work for me despite my reservations about the food consumption. You see, I already work out as much if not more than they tell the participants to do in the program. Many of this group are out of shape with little to no fitness in their life so for them this program will be a godsend. For me I’m hoping that counting my nutrients and drinking a TON of water above what I usually get down in conjunction with upping and switching up my weight workouts a little will be the difference. Having people to talk to about what I’m doing who understand it because they too are living it is helpful. Seeing other people’s motivation and success/ failures makes me feel normal and having drank the proverbial Coolaid is helping motivate me to keep going every day. Seeing all these before pictures of people who also jumped in head first is inspiring. Probably why I sent in my pictures because who the hell cares what I look like except me. It all boils down to the fact that I’m stoked to be doing this. I’m happy that there are coaches with what seems like endless patience for people who could answer their own questions if they would just READ the material that was handed out. One of the things that I like most about this challenge is that I don’t set the workouts. I have to follow what they set forthe as the workout for the week. I can’t change it, skip it (well I could but I won’t), substitute it at all. No one is monitoring me but me and I really don’t want to be on the other side of that face in the mirror. I’m more motivated to follow a specific plan laid out week by week than I am continuing to lay out a new plan for myself and going at the moderate workout in an average way.