Thoughts. Word Vomit.

Why is it that I have been away from blogging for 2 months? Two months from today exactly actually. I was all sorts of gung ho about doing this, because it does create an escape for me. Then, life happens. But ya know, life happening seems to be a forever excuse. Of course life happens. Duh! It is the planning that needs to happen in order to get everything accomplished. Obviously, I suck at planning. Suck major. Although, I must say the last two months haven't been a waste really. Travis and I completed the challenge March 17th. I was told my pictures were pulled for the top 5 or 6 in contention for the winning. I am ok with that!  My stats weren't too shabby either. I lost around 9 pounds, 8 inches all over and body fat percent went down 2.3%. I was sick for the last 2 weeks and didn't push myself as hard as I knew I should. As for my pics:

So there are my before and afters this time around. January 7th to March 17th. Don't pay attention to the stupid look on my face in the before pic. LOL. I was half talking. So anyway, that ended and the new 10 week session started on March 24th. I promptly hurt my knee around the week of April 2nd. I have zero idea what I did other than just over use. I went running one night and the next day was limping when I had to do steps. Totally hurt to go up or down stairs. Hurt to jump. Hurt to run. I said many a 4 letter word. SO....I bought a knee brace and kept going...tried to anyway. Modified some of my moves for kickboxing and that seemed to help, at least a little. The FIT challenge that I started this time around started on April 16th and goes until June 2nd (I think). It is only a 7 week challenge this time. I didn't write my numbers down at the beginning...well, because I was a little pissed. I know I gained prob 2 lbs or so since the last challenge, and my measurements were back up. WTH? But, I have still been going. I will continue going, because I NEVER want to be that 230 pound person again. But shit! IT IS HARD. How come some people just don't struggle? I doesn't seem fair. I mean I am damn proud of how I look now and proud of knowing that this is the best shape I have been in my life, but still...it is a DAILY battle to not give in, to keep going to Farrell's...and I am guessing that is a battle I will have to fight the rest of my life.



I have been trying to do little "extras" at the end of my day...yoga, walking on treadmill, etc. Travis and I even made up a little game with a deck of cards...you can improvise however you want but what we have been doing is this:
Using a deck of cards, shuffle it well and draw from the top. You will do 52 sets of exercises. Except for face cards do whatever number is on the card for your reps.
Diamonds: push ups
Hearts: sit ups
Spades: leg lifts (both sides)
Clubs: calf raises (both sides)
Jacks: 20 right and left side crunches or 40 scissor kicks
Queens: 30 dips
Kings: 25 squats
Aces: 30 second plank

We already changed it up a little but have yet to try it.

I have been sick again this last week (I swear SOMETHING is making me sick...cough cough work cough cough) so I lacked severly again this week. And of course, being sick, I only wanted comfort foods. Today is Saturday, and I am finally starting to be able to breathe through my nose and not cough as much. Monday is the 30th and I will be back at it again.

Part of my wussiness (is that a word??) for not going to Farrell's when I am sick is because I need to use an inhaler. I HATE the fact that I do have asthma. I tried to get it off my medical record when I was going to join the military...but the fact of the matter is is that it is not controlled well at all right now. I am almost out of my inhaler. again. Natalie gave me one of hers last time because I didn't want to go to the doctor....now I am afraid I will not have a choice. If you have asthma you pretty much know that steroids are part of treatment. I hate them. I have been on multiple inhalers with steroids in them. HATE them. But I also hate asthma attacks. Turns out breathing is nice.

Am I whining? lol Yeah, its ok. Sometimes one just needs to bitch and complain. Screw it, it's my blog right? :) I just know I am not the only one who struggles on a daily basis with balancing life, avoiding cravings, and staying motivated.

My plan this week: Attend 5 to 6 farrell's classes. Do extras at least 3 nights this week. Take only one free day. lol. Get over this damn cold. Blog more. Quit making excuses. Ok I think that is enough for one week. :)

Finally, had to lay to rest 2 very good friends of mine. They have been with me since the beginning.

 These are my original wraps I received when I did my very first 10 weeks. I was SO sad I had to throw them away. But no matter how many times I washed them...they smelled terrible. lol. They were also falling apart. The velcro was on its last stitch. So in the garbage they went. I have a new pair now, but it isn't the same. ;)

Ok, I think I am done now. Peace out ya'll and Happy Saturday!