My triumphant return!

Never skip a Monday because it’s the perfect way to set yourself up to succeed. I’ve had to remind myself of this many times over the last three years. After taking a break last week from lifting, I was amped up to go lift on Monday. I was so excited that I had trouble deciding what muscle group to workout. After going back and forth with myself on my drive home from work it was decided that I would do legs! Yay leg day! Most people hate it, loathe it, despise it but I’m over here like “yep, I love leg day.”

I wasn’t really sure what to expect seeing as it’s been years since I’ve taken more than just a few days off from the gym. So I went into it thinking I’d be weak and lame. Holy hell!! To my astonishment I was the hulk! I tore up leg day. I was so strong, I didn’t struggle with the weight like I had been prior and I even hit a couple PRs. It was the boost that I needed to push my motivation to the next level. 

Pretty much that’s how the rest of the week went for me. I felt stronger and with every lift I felt better. My joints didn’t hurt or pop and I had more energy. I couldn’t be happier. I feel the love again for body building. It’s so sad that a week before this I felt like quitting because I wasn’t enjoying my hobby. That’s one more reason to never give up on yourself and the things you love! DO WORK!!
 

leg press PR for 10 reps
  
suns out, guns out
  
skys out, thighs out
  
 

  

  

Baby steps towards greatness.

After my mini meltdown earlier this week, I took a step back and decided I needed a break. Here’s why I did that, I needed a break from training not because my body needed it but because my mind needed it. It wasn’t  because I couldn’t handle the stress but because I needed to focus on my goals. Most of all I needed to remember how much I love and need training in my life. 

So far so good. I have been doing a lot of soul searching and I’ve come to a few solutions. First, if I’m ever going to make this a career I need to put my fitness goals first, as in diet, not skipping days, more sleep etc. Second, drinking alcohol does not fit into this life what so ever. Even on my best weeks I completely kill all the hard work I’ve put in with one night.  I have some fears with giving up alcohol again but that’s for another time. Third, I need to learn to say no. I don’t have to go to every social event and I certainly don’t need to feel the peer pressure to eat out and drink. This is another fear, I’d like to think that I have a lot of really good friends but I assume the numbers will diminish if I start saying no. Lastly, telling myself that I’m doing well, telling myself how much progress I’ve made. I need to stop breaking myself down and destroying myself mentally. I have a long road ahead of me and with the proper support I should be able to keep myself on track. 

Other than being lazy, this week has been mentally productive. I’ve slept a lot, watched some movies and hung around with some animals. Haha! Most of all I made it a goal to stick to my diet 100 percent and I’ve done just that, I’ve crushed cravings and gotten all my macros daily. So bring on the future. Bring on the changes. Bring on the challenges. It’s times show everyone what I’m capable of. It’s time to make history! 

There goals are out in the open, now its time to hold myself accountable.

 

Every day we hustle

 
Eating out with coworkers
   

 

   

My once weekly confession. 

Many of you will understand the struggles of being an avid exerciser. There tend to be some things that, well, we simply don’t want to do because you have to turn around and do it again the next day. For me, it’s my hair. It’s really damn long and it does take quite a deal of work. Shampooing, conditioning, brushing and drying…. And dammit, I spend 90 percent of my time sore. It’s exhausting to do all those things just to turn around and do it again the very next day. I have better things to do like eat and sleep. 

It started out as a three time a week washing, then two and now one. I honestly don’t even care. If I stunk, yea I’d wash it… But surprisingly I don’t!! YAY fitness voodoo!! So here I am as the week goes by trying to play off different hair styles when I know I look like a greaser. I’m just like “you know what, when the weekend comes this is gonna feel so awesome clean” I just think about all the time I’m saving and it’s awesome!! Judge me, please. It feeds my drive! While you spend that extra five minutes cleaning and conditioning your hair all be climbing into bed and dreaming about all my gains. 

 

This is the beach blown look right??
  
dirty hair dont care!!