Weirdly enough, I've had writers block the past like week. I've sat down to blog a few times and it just hasn't worked. As I've said many times before, sometimes this sucks. Well, more than sometimes. I'm tired as all get out most days and I feel like I suck at all of this. Like there are things I like to do, some things I don't mind to do, and some things I would rather slam my head in a car door repeatedly than do (i.e. squats and push ups). Right now, at the moment I'm pretty close to just saying forget it all, I quit. Darin asked me today on a 1-10 scale how tired I was. Well, currently we're at a solid 87. For the past 9 days (including today) I've done some form of exercise for at least 45 minutes or more, and I've not been knocking back a dozen krispy kreme doughnuts and washing it down with a mountain dew for breakfast (though that does sound delicious) and yet the scale hasn't moved 1 pound in either direction. Yes. I know muscle weighs more than fat. Yes. I know that the scale isn't the be all end all. Yes. I know that how I feel is more important than a number but at this moment in time that number is directly tied into my emotional well being. I'm nothing if not honest and I know that I'm not the only person with such an unhealthy relationship with the scale. So let's all put on our shocked faces that I'm pissed that I feel like I'm doing everything right or as close to "right" as I possibly can and this formula doesn't work anymore. As of this morning, I've lost 73 pounds. Which is great, but I have more to lose and more to do and I'm ready to get this shit show that is my life going again.
I'm thinking tomorrow actually be a forced rest day as all of me won't be in working order. My legs are kiiiiiiillllllllliiiiiiiinnnnggggg meeeeeee. All of my legs and I feel like after today my upper body may follow suit. My shoulder blade muscles already feel kinda iffy. On the bright side of today I only had to do 2 sets of push ups in a little merry go round of seated rows and cleans and presses, the third go round we changed to the incline press which is kind of my jam because it doesn't involve me pushing up my elephant like physique off the smith machine. My left hip/ish/area is killing me right now. It kinda spazzed up during the hulks or what other people call cable flys. I need a new body. This one has given me enough problems. Darin gave me the option/suggested trying the foam roller, and in hindsight I probably should have. Except given the choice every single time I will turn it down. That shit is painful and it really should be considered cruel and unsual punishment. Except every single time I have felt better by the next day. insert heavy sigh here.
In other news. I think I'm gonna do the color run in Charlotte in October. That gives me 7 months to get it together and be able to run 3 miles. I'm thinking if I actually pay the registration fee now (it's only 40$ which is pretty cheap) then that should be motivation. My plan is to do couch to 5k (seriously not just on the days I feel like it) on the treadmill and then during the summer move it outside and if I'm feeling ambitious, throwing in a few hills just in case. If anyone wants to join me, it's like mid-October I think, and there are 3 different starting times though I think the latest one is at like 9 am aka really early.
well, that's all I have for now. It's apparently supposed to snow a ton in Madison County (f.m.l) so I'll be off tomorrow and probably make up for it Saturday. But right now a day off from everything doesn't sound so bad. We'll see though.
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