Let’s talk about putting things off.
Like eating right. Or exercising.
It always starts with missing one opportunity to keep up. It probably wasn’t intentional or even your fault. Life gets in the way. Then it gets in the way again. And then you know you should hop back on the wagon of eating right or exercising or blogging regularly, but you kind of dread it now and also have some guilt about how many times you’ve missed doing what you should be doing. You file it away in the back of your mind. Before you know it, you haven’t blogged for weeks and nobody knows what’s going on.
Luckily, in this moment, I’m only talking about blogging… Cause I’ve been working my ass off. Literally.
So I’ve had three weigh-ins now and only two weeks left in this competition!
The first one was two weeks in and, well, I wasn’t really doing that great for a number of reasons. I lost 3 pounds and got the motivation I needed to push me the following couple of weeks.
Two weeks later (halfway point) I had lost an additional 10 pounds which was incredible. It was due to two-a-days, a crazy amount of protein, and a lot of hard work.
Three weeks later (today) I then lost another seven pounds. I’m a total of 20 pounds lost and in a very close second place. I feel pretty good about this time’s seven pounds because, quite honestly, I’ve been a bit more lax- a vacation, a move, and a handful of dates saw me break my strict form (but in a balanced way). An example of balance: a fun run (aka boozy party).
Eight weeks is a long stretch to keep focused. There’s only two weeks to go to the finish line and I’m ready to really bare down and finish strong.
AB is definitely upping his game as we near the finish line as well… Here’s a little example of a workout I did last week:
10 weights exercises (dumbbell push press, leg press, dumbbell curls, dumbbell flies, lateral raises, dead lifts, hamstring curls, etc) and in-between each exercise I did 15 burpees and 15 ball slams…
… for those of you who don’t math, that’s 150 burpees and 150 ball slams. Yea.
In other news I have muscles. Like real muscles in my arms. I almost can see abs poking out (!!!), and I feel freaking great. My skin is great, my energy level is high, and I’m really enjoying my workouts.
Time to bring it in to the home stretch!