my ass is dragging. my trainer kicked my butt today. we did the exact same exercise sets as last week, plus an extra set of reps to each, but in reverse order. working out my legs before my core and arms kicked my butt! i was like jello in the locker room. i wanted to just lay on the cool tile floor. but ewww, that'd be gross. who want's athletes forehead?!
i really like my trainer. she's very "real". the more sessions i have with her the more we talk about life, outside of exercise & nutrition. i like how genuine she is, and i like that she's not obsessed with fitness. she's very fit and eats well and takes care of her body but its not her wearing-blinders mission in life to work out, work out, work out. i really like and appreciate that.
usually after i work out i feel energized once i shower and regain composure again. today i feel like i just got my ass beat. i think i'm coming down with a titch of a cold so that can't be helping any either.
my 2 month mark of "the new me" is coming up. i haven't stayed dedicated on an every day basis to anything "for me" for 2 solids months before. how long do they say you have to do something over & over & over before it just becomes habit? while i can't say i'm falling head over heels in love with the gym, i will say it feels more routine. yesterday when i took a complete day off for my knee to rest (i worked out in some way 6 of the 7 days last week!!!), i felt like something was missing. i think thats a good sign.
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It's a great sign!
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