Last night, it was exceptionally tough to just be content with a chocolate shake. For some reason, my body just would not settle. At 2am, I dragged myself to the fridge and contemplated making a midnight scramble. Ooof, I shut the door and walked painfully back.
At around 3am, the sandman made friends with my eyelids and off to dreamland I went. This morning, I had to have 3 slices of bread and I could only scoff down 2 before nausea hit. I need more water or some fruit.
I met W for training today. I wasn’t feeling really well so, he took it easy on me.
T Workout
10 mins on bike
20 flights of stairs
3 min intervals on stepboard
3 min intervals jumping jack
We all know I have hand and eye co-ordination problems. and I did a couple extra jumping jacks because I kept getting it wrong.
*flicks blond hair*
Today’s meal replacement was extra tough. I’m fighting the urge to have soup. Add that to the fact that I spent Sunday swimming like a maniac because Mr B anchored his boat at least 300m from shore. It was funny that he stood by with a dingy just in case, we decided to give up. My sunburn hurts like a mother. I have a halter shaped burn on my boobs replete with the two strings that kept it up! ARGH.
M wanted to make it for Body Pump and I figured that it wouldn’t be that bad a choice even if I have to meet W for training tomorrow. WRONG.
I rushed like a headless roach to make sure that I’m not late, met RJ at the lobby and we nattered about my disgusting experience with EVIL gym.
M joined me soon after and we made like Nike.
Oddly enough, I have NEVER been for Toni’s class. She’s quite a hoot. I usually hurt 36-48hrs after the fact but man, she’s good…I was hurting as I walked out of gym. It is the good kind of ache. The kind that makes you want to work out more. Well, I’m meeting W for training tomorrow and I will be taking painkillers for the weekend. Seriously.
Work’s taken me away from working out. Ironic, isn’t it? I run around like a headless roach for work and I’m paid. Now if only someone would pay me to work out.
Again, I expected to crash at cardio
Had arranged to meet W for my training session but I forgot I had a meeting with the fengshui master instead. Oof.
Now onto the new eating plan.
I’m attempting to replace dinner with a meal replacement. Why does that sound grammatically wrong? Anyhoo, I found a soy based protein shake that does not taste like liquid cardboard. Woot. One point for me. Right now, I’m in Day 2 of eating a bowl of soup and 1 scoop of chocolate protein powder mixed with water. The most notable difference, I’m turning into Little Miss Gassy.
Fortunately, I work in a office with only two other inhabitants and thankfully they sit rather far from me.
