Giant sets of nausea.

Well friends. This is the end of my journey here. Just kidding. I wish I was 120lbs of muscle and hotness. Instead of the equivalent of a small baby rhinosaurus with the face to match. tough luck for me.

I decided to write/ post tonight since I'm getting ready to go out to dinner and I'm still in a mood haha. Not a bad one per se,but just my post workout crash.

So we didn't boxthis session, which was fine. Instead we started out with squats,which was not fine. I asked him if I started being obnoxious and complaining if that would change anything, but alas, it wouldn't. So I sucked it up and did some squats. They weren't bad, but mix them with shoulder presses and dead lifts, with no break between sets, until you finished one round of all three, it was kinda ridiculous and by kinda I mean a lot ridiculous. Then repeat 2 more times. wash. rinse. repeat. vomit. that's kinda what it felt like. Apparently doing stuff like that is called "giant sets" or something. I can't think clearly when I'm trying to avoid meeting Jesus between sets. Though I will say this, I'm not really one to brag,but if you had told me 2 months ago I would be dead lifting 145lbs, drinking egg white protein drinks and voluntarily going to boot camp at 8:30 on a Saturday morning, I would have laughed in your face. I'm kinda impressed with myself a small bit. Anywho, we did that, then we went into body weight rows which sucked. Mostly because my arms were already tired. After that, we went to the mats, had a nice chat and then did this set of 4 exercises. Bird dogs, this thing where you kick your leg back, CPRs and this other ab thing where you touch opposite hand to opposite foot. It doesn't really sound like all that much when I'm typing this out but believe me,it was plennnnnnnnty. plenty. Also, when I was fixing my hair when I laid down on the mat to do the ab stuff, my ponytail was hurting my head, so i fixed it and left it like that the rest of my workout and when I get out to my car, what do I look like? a hot tranny mess.

No boot camp Saturday. Why, some of you might ask? well, I have the weekend off work and I plan on doing absolutley as little as possible.....or the direct opposite,and doing whatever I want to do, when I want to do it. I haven't decided. But being up at 7am and going to work out like there is literally no tomorrow is not on my list of things to do this weekend. I NEEEEEEED a haircut and to get my eyebrows done. My eyebrows are in a state of emergency. Like. I'm sure it basically looks like two wolly worms making out on my forehead. Anyways. Work has taken over my entire life for the past 3 weeks. Like, I think part of my lack of hunger comes from being so stressed out all the time. I feel like this whole lifestyle change has completely taken over my life. which, I'm sure it's designed to, to a point. My fitness pal is stressing me out. Mostly because it's all the time screaming at me "YOU'RE EATING TOO FEW CALORIES". I don't think it's ever not said that when I hit "complete entry". I'm exhausted. But it actually looks like a fairly decent weekend ahead. I just have to make it through work and then I'm home free for 2 days.

I guess that's all I have to say for now. I would throw in a quote from the hangover, but I know some people don't like it when I say bad words or call people even worse things. So use your imaginations.
:)