So last night I was talking to my Dh and he asked me what I had eaten for the day... I told him and he then proceeded to lecture me on having too much protein and how my body wouldn't absorb it so I would get a fat gut and that it's all scientific research blah blah blah...
While he hasnt always been the biggest fan or supporter of my MP journey and training I may have deluded myself into believing that he may have changed while o/s... Yeah no... At least he is going to work the payments for training into the budget but that's about as far as it goes..
Anyway, the 'conversation' has been on my mind all day. I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and wasn't happy with what I saw.. Today was a 'fat day'.. You know what I'm talking about.. A day where you dont see the mad muscle tone or the slimmer legs you just see a big round tummy that stands out and taunts you. Add one of ht ekids at work lifting my shirt and announcing to me that I had a 'big belly' and rubbing it like you rub Buddha's belly and you have a recipe for disaster thought wise..
I went into this evenings session fuming, but looking forward to working my ass off and proving my DH wrong... I honestly dont know what the hell happened but I wound up nearly passing out a few times... We stopped at one point and DRok passed me a shaker with cordial and dextrose (I swear to god there was no water in it) to get my sugar levels up and it did work... I wound up feeling a bit gross later on though and I'm still mind boggled as to why... Despite feeling like shit and nearly passing out I have to admit I'm a little proud of not giving up... D gave me the choice of one more circuit with shorter rounds or stopping for a stretch... I'll give you one guess which option I took :) That was when I felt like throwing up though... I had nearly finished my rowing round when all the liquid in my tummy made me feel squeamish... I took a deep breath and kept going though because (as I always say) "I'M NO WUSS!!!" (Not that anybody who isnt as frikking crazy as I am is.. You get what I mean)
The reason I am sharing this is because while having someone who doubts your ability can be a good thing, letting them get into your head and convincing you that they are right is WRONG!!! Never lose faith in yourself, you'd be amazed at how far you can go when you push yourself past your limit.. For me it was this evenings session and push ups last night. I had a pain going through my right arm and chest. It was so bad I was nearly crying but I kept on going... I figured if it was a ripped muscle I wouldnt have been able to have continued and I'm pretty sure D wouldn't have been encouraging me to keep on pushing. (But then again I am starting to wonder if he has a secret agenda to make me the first victim of Death by Trainer... LOL Just kidding D.. We both know it's Sean's agenda :) )
I have a new body goal. I'm not going to share it publicly as I am still feeling really bad about not making the Hawaiian bikini body goal. Suffice it to say that I'm going to have to put even more hard work into my sessions and keep my food up there.... I've given myself a more realistic time limit of two years. When I start getting close I'll let the cat out of the bag but until then it's my secret. I dont need the doubters and negavtive Nancys bringing me down.. They already try now.
Training this week has been awesome. I finished my second MP cycle and am now doing cardio. Monday was a mad boxing session (I LOVE boxing!) with DRok who is very lucky to be alive after making me push him across the room... Seriously I was going to kill him for pushing me back so hard!!!! Tuesday was group boxing with my dear new friend Sean. Sean is one of the relatively new trainers at Prestige but he is absolutely amazing!!! He is dedicated and passionate about what he does and I seriously see him going far in the fitness industry. I have a lot of time and respect for Sean, he did an absolutely amazing presentation at the last Super Saturday about himself and how he wound up doing what he does and while I liked and respected him before it made me like and respect him even more. He is another hardass trainer which is another reason I love him to bits!!! He pushed me so hard I crashed out before 21:30 and woke up at 6:30 due to my husband putting his dead cold hands on my back.. That is definately a big thing for me!!! Yesterday was a circuit with D in the carpark at the studio.. Lots of running, skipping, push ups and BLOODY LUNGES!!! Todays circuit consisted of rowing, bench press, row weight thingos (I'm tired), Stair runs and step ups with weights. A strong yet scary finish to my first week in 'acceleration'
I'm not going to group on Saturday morning as I am only 'allowed' 4 ICE sessions a week. At this point in time I'm a little freaked out and unsure of what to do with myself but I know that it's in my best interests to listen to D and he has the right reasons for telling me only 4. I plan on going back next week though and am thoroughly looking forward to it. Saturday groups are a part of my routine, I'm lost without them! LOL Oh well, I can use the time to update about Hawaii..
Anyways I'm going to go to bed. I'm tired saw and still a little queasy. I also have an early start.
Have a great weekend everyone and dont let the negatives get you down!!!!!
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