....the next level....

I was a total bitch to my husband last night. I hate hormones. Sure, they make me all feminine and shit, but damn, they RUIN me for like 2 days a month....luckily, he's out of town. Still, he irritated me. I was so wound up that I even ordered Chinese take-out....I was so freakin' emotional yesterday. It really sucks to be a girl sometimes...

Well, today I took all that anger and put it into my workout...my trainer was completely blown away by how much energy my anger and frustrations hold.. He told me that if I can bring THAT to my daily gym workout, that I'll change my body a lot sooner.

So obviously, I'm indulging myself too much. Too much whining and excuses going on (which I knew but really didn't want to admit) I am allowing my anger and emotions to stop me. I'm SABOTAGING my own freakin' efforts!! How stupid is that?? After he trains me, I usually spent a few minutes on the treadmill and then call it good. But today, I went rowing and I pushed myself harder than I usually do. Then I went and lifted more than I usually do...I was drippin' sweat. I looked GREAT. Some random guy even LOOKED at me.
You know, he looked at me-looked at me......That's what I'm talkin' about......

I'm gonna get out of my own way.
I'm going to sweat more.
I'm going to PUSH myself.
I won't let a little pain stop me.
It's ON.....I feel so powerful. Very different that I usually do, but isn't that the whole idea?
And I'm thinking about taking a KICKBOXING class. So what if I look stupid? I'd rather look stupid for a little while than look fat FOREVER...

It's ON.....

.....ugh.....

It's that time....when it sucks to be a girl.
I cannot indulge in the First Day Lie-on-the-couch, clutching the remote routine. I have to go to the GYM. My trainer will not forgive me for skipping out. And truthfully, logically, I KNOW I'll feel better and my cramps will ease if I go exercise. But damn it! I just want to go back to bed. My First Day is always so bad that I keep a bottle of prescription strength muscle relaxers in my cabinet. I just take 1-2 each month, but still.....

Ugh.....

That being said. I'm hopeful that some of that 169# on my scale yesterday is actually just water weight, bloat, period crap. I'm going to work hard this week and move those damn numbers.

I'm going to go watch a Pilates class today. I am totally intimidated by yoga. And I don't want to look stupid in front of all those flawless. Why do I even care what they think? They don't know me....

I am doing it again...whining. Somebody slap me, please........and I am thinking about walking to the freezer and throwing away those damn GS cookies. I still have not opened them but the temptation just got stronger.

you're so fruity...

I love fruits. I do. So this week, while my darling Husband abandons me for some stupid work-trip, I'm going to go on a Fruit-a-palooza. (Admission: I hate when other people use "palooza" add-on, but damn it, it's cute....)

It's the week I am SUPPOSED to get my period, so truthfully I want to just dive into a vat of Fritos, but I'm going to annihilate my cravings with FRUIT. Now I know that fruit is not calorie free. But if you have Fritos in one hand and a fresh orange in the other...well, duh...

So I am going to go Fruit Crazy. baby!! There's a local store here that gives you a one-on-one fruit tour. They take you through their extensive produce section and allow you to sample ANY fruit. It's a chance to explore and I'm taking it!

I'm lining up chick movies and fruit. And I'm hitting the gym harder this week. I'm going to weigh in TODAY and FRIDAY. Let's see if it works...

Side-note: those evil Girl Scout Thin Mints are still unopened. Yeah me!