let me first just say that I love when I'm shaving my legs and slice them up 450 ways from Sunday and I bleed like I'm a hemophiliac for 42 hours. I've cut my legs shaving in the past 2 days more than I have in 10 years. Legit.
Anyways, that's not the point. the point is I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack.
I have a little housekeeping type announcement. It's come to my attention that my mom has friends who read my blog. Hello mom's friends. Here are the rules for reading my blog. It's mine (not hers), I say what I want and what I'm thinking 99.8% of the time with no filter, and no regard for any kind of profanity, vulgarity, religious considerations, spelling, grammar, political correctness, correctness in general, none of the above. My mama didn't teach me to talk like this, but alas I turned out this fucking awesome anyways. So if you have a problem with any of the above, as I'm sure you've figured out if you've followed for any length of time, leave now and never come back, and you don't have to let me know that's what you've done.
still here? sweet.
This last week-10 days however long it's been since I've written has been pretty freakin awesome. The biggest thing I've learned the last week or two is that attitude is a little thing that makes a BIG difference. Being happy that I'm alive, healthy and have the means and motivation to do what I'm doing is something some people don't have. So instead of bitching because it's cold and I would have liked to sleep more, how about we say thanks for all we have and get our asses out of bed? I've been getting up and going to the rush to do fasted cardio in the mornings, and then I go back and do my lifting after work. It sounds like a giant pain in the ass and logistically speaking it kind of is. Packing 2 gym outfits and shower stuff and food for the day and ugh. It's a rough life. buuuut it's actually kept me more on track than anything. I absolutely feel 100% better throughout the day when I actually do get up and get moving that early. I also get a lot of entertainment. Like the group bromance that seems to work out together every. single. morning. and it's so entertaining to watch because they do the craziest shit I've ever seen. Like there's a rig at the rush where normal people generally do pull ups and they have a TRX and such, but that's not what these boys use it for. Oh no, that would be Toooooo simple. There are about 4 different heights, and these boys swing on them like monkey bars and jump from bar to bar. The highest one, I would say MY feet would be about 4 feet off the ground. These boys are a tad shorter so I'm guessing like 5. I can't WAIT for the day one of them falls. That's bad of me. But really. Let's not pretend we're monkeys in our cut up tee shirts at 530 in the morning.
As far as my food consumption goes, I've been on point with my food...I would say 85% of the time and let me tell you. Sugar free popsicles are my new everything. Seriously they taste like the full sugar versions and they're 15 calories each. You can eat 5 of them 75 calories. What else can you eat 5 of for 75 calories? not much. I've also graduated to eating plain greek yogurt which, let's be clear I never thought that day would come. Mix in 1 packet of stevia and a drop or two of almond extract and it's pretty okay. I'm not going to say delicious but it will suffice and I didn't gag. So I call it a win. I also got a turkey burger at lunch today because I've regressed to the struggle bus today (long story) and forgot everything I ever owned at home today or in my car, and then I get online to look at the nutrition facts and um, every single day has a turkey burger listed as different calories and carbs. one day had it listed at 98 carbs. I'm sorry what is this made of? pure white sugar and the tears of Jesus? for as much as I paid for it, the answer should be yes, but my guess is no. I lost my marbles so to speak. I say that like I had them to lose, ha! we all know I'm a loose cannon. Whatever that means. Anyways, I never thought I'd see the day where I was so upset about not knowing the nutritional content of my food. I just am in a good place right now and want to do the best I can and then I get thrown off, try to make good choices and it's never simple. BUT. The beauty in the disaster is that tomorrow is another day to get it right. I didn't gain or lose any significant amount of weight overnight, so I had to have a serious talk with myself called calm the fuck down. I know I have a long way to go and I'm not going to get there overnight. Yes, I want to compete but I have a long way to go before that's even a remote possibility and but it motivates me on days that I don't feel like doing anything because you don't get on stage being a lazy sloth. maybe that's weird. but I'm weird. so that's okay.
Also. for the last few weeks I've been feeling like writing, a lot. Not this trash per se, but just my story. I may post it, I may not. I haven't decided, I try not to be super annoying with the blog (good try, right? ha!) but Idk. I started writing it because I just needed to get it out on paper. How things happened, why they happened, what you don't see via my blog. It's actually being edited/proof read by one of my old english professors. I like to keep journals and stuff from the past and this is a HUGE part of my life right now. So I figured why not. I don't know if anyone is even remotely interested in reading it but when has that stopped me before? hell I created a blog not knowing if anyone would be interested and look what happened. 16 months later. started from the bottom now we here. Drake lyrics ftw.
So. the rest of the week includes a back, leg, chest/shoulders and biceps/triceps workout and 160 minutes of steady state and 60 minutes of interval cardio and lots of food. If anyone is interested in joining me for any of the above mentioned festivities, well you just let me know. I'm going to go pack my bags and eat a popsicle or 5. That's all for this edition of I can't wait for her to shut up. oh and the question from the last week, the whole "check back to see if I can tell you what a carb is"...well, homegirl here has been on the road to Nashville and back and has yet to crack a book. I know carbs are sugar and your body processes them as such, and complex carbs digest slower than simple carbs. So. The answer is kind of. There just aren't enough hours in the day! just kidding. I just suck at studying. Maybe next week I'll have a better answer. but don't count on it. I make no promises here.
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