I freaking hate cardio. If I could find a way to kill it I’d do it in a heartbeat. I’ve never been able to get past that feeling of not being able to breathe and as such usually avoid it. Today was PURE cardio both in name and form. During the whole time I kept waiting for breaks that never seemed to come; I am completely exhausted. Despite this, I did not press pause today. I did not complete all of the exercises, having to walk some out, but I can feel the improvement and it excites me. This is what I have been hoping for; I want this to get at least a little bit easier so I don’t feel so masochistic by torturing myself with it.
Today co-workers have laughed as I tell them I’m a pain in the butt… really I’m telling them I have a pain in the butt but you could see how that could be misconstrued… I am definitely sore in the seat and in the abdominal muscles today. I wince every time I sneeze. My legs are surprisingly not that bad. What really kills them is my 8am to 5pm desk job. I’ve made every attempt to get up every hour or so and wander around a bit just so I can keep them limber. Hopefully it works. I could just picture tomorrow’s workout with me falling flat on my face because my calves are so stiff they can’t support any of my weight.
I did get a treat today by having my brother join me at 05:00 this morning to work out. I’ve noticed it makes a considerable difference having someone do this program with you. At least in myself, I do push a little bit harder, find more steel deep down so I can continue on longer than I would have by myself; he motivated me to be better. That and I can’t let him show me up.
TIP: BREATHE! I found myself halfway holding my breath today in order to gather the strength to do certain exercises and that is the worst thing you could do. Your power comes from your breath. Always try to breath, even if it’s frantic puffs in and out. Breathing makes life easier.
Willpower Test:
Despite soreness and lack of sleep I can still drag myself out of bed in the morning with minimal fighting with myself. It’s like one half of the brain says “No! I just got to sleep!” The other half responds, “Remember you were the one who wanted this! Do it for the skirt!” So once I struggle free of the sheets and actually get my feet on the floor I’m okay and ready to go.
What are really killing me are the cravings. I’m not hungry by any means, 5 meals a day works well for me. And yet I miss Hershey kisses, I miss carrot cake, I miss cheeseburgers. I miss high density sugary sweetness! I’m used to making a bowl of popcorn and drenching it with melted butter and salt. This was my go-to snack, especially after work. The little monster and I would make a batch and settle ourselves in front the TV for some quality cartoons while we unwound from the day. He asked for it yesterday so I made a batch and had some, limiting myself to one little Tupperware full. That was harder than any Insanity workout for me. I could smell it, I could see it, and it was just there on the countertop… no one else was home; no one would ever have to know. Except me…and this time, I’m the one that really counts.
Boredom is the enemy of diet plans so the little monster and I got off our butts, turned the TV off and went outside to water the garden. Score one for me. I’m still going to cruise Food.com for low calorie desserts though. Just in case…
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