Heavy things.

oh hey guys. It's about time I write another essay about working out. I'm exhausted though. This anemia thing isn't making things any easier but I've lost 3 pounds this week. Holla! but I know a bit of that is probably water weight and then I'm going to tell myself the other part is me knocking it off with the mountain dews (AGAIN) and eating more/better/out less. I'm shooting for at least 3 meals of good food a day and more water. I'm kinda over the crystal lite phase though. I need new stuff to put in my water because God forbid I drink it plain. Anyways. On to more important things.

Yesterday's workout didn't quite go as planned. As in it started later than I hoped and I ended up ditching biltmore to go back to the Y (long story) because my social anxiety had to rear it's less than desirable feelings. But when I finally DID get to the Y, I had a lot of nervous energy to work out and going to the gym is a little bit of me time. Like especially when I go alone, I don't have to do anything I don't want to do. I've knocked it off with my heart rate monitor because I was getting a little TOO focused on numbers, like if I didn't burn at least 500 I was legitimately upset and pissed off at myself. Or I would go back and do some bike sprints even when I KNEW I shouldn't because it was quitting time and my body was saying no...and I kinda said whatever. So I decided time to knock it off for a while, and just be happy with what I do. If I feel like it was a good, successful workout then it's fine. It's about building muscle and getting healthy not the numbers on my watch....or even the scale. Annnnd because sometimes I'm a straight up grade A moron, I left my watch connected and I logged a 74 hour workout, and I read online that the battery is like tested for 30 minutes 5 times a week....so I think I've shortened that life span quite a bit. So I'm gonna take it to the battery place in the mall and see if they can change it for me because right now in the middle of my workout WITHOUT FAIL it will say "check heart rate transmitter" at the most retarded time. Anyways. Long story short, yesterday was a upper body everything kinda day. Pull ups, incline press, dumbbell flys, fronts and sides, tricep dips, hammer curls, push press and a plank. Don't ask how that got there.

today's workout was hands down the best workout to date. ever. like out of all 925 billion, today was THE best. First of all, it involved zero squats or push ups which made it all the better. It was high weight, low reps. Like heavy stuff. And by low reps I mean 8 was the most we did on anything. a 40lb three point row was the worst exercise today. 40lbs is heavy as shit especially in that situation. My left shoulder muscles are a lot weaker than my right side which I don't really know how. I also feel like tomorrow morning may not be the best day ever. Mostly because I did upper body yesterday and today. Whatever though, I'm going to the gym tomorrow too. I know I'm due for some cardio, like couch to 5k material, and maybe a few weights :) I need to switch up my cardio but I just hate the treadmill, elliptical and stairmill........soooooo by process of elimination that leaves the bike. We'll see what happens tomorrow. status post workout, I hiked up to subway and got a sandwich. I'm actually a little sick to my stomach. I generally don't eat a ton after a workout. Which I know. Shame on me. Also on "are you smarter than a fifth grader?" I would have lost like 250k on a first grade spelling question. So I thought the word "calendar" had 2 e's it because that's how you say it. Well. I say it. Good news is, I didn't actually lose.

Anyways. I'm off to lay down and watch some TV because God knows I have nothing else to do. Oh wait. That's a lie. I have a lot to do, but I'm still going to watch TV because I'm tired and I feel like it. and that my friends, is what being a princess is all about. annnnnnd I want a pop tart but I refuse to ruin today with 500 calories of sugar and delicious strawberry pastry stuffs. Mmmmmm. sugar.
Okay.It's off to never never land. aka my room. the land that never gets cleaned. haha. Really. Enough.
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