In my defense...

All I can say is read this post from my other blog, it will explain why I am not even making excuses about missing the gym.

Look for me to start back next week after I've taken care of "business".....

Kelli

LOSER

I missed Thursday and Friday of last week, and now I am having to miss Monday, today.

My house is in complete disarray trying to get kids moved into different rooms before The Marine and other recruits return home. I tell ya, I had no idea my kids had so much stuff. In the meantime I feel myself getting fatter by the second.

It's a little frustrating. So... My plan is to make a class this evening. I already know I have to miss Thursday and Friday this week, so I'm trying to figure out how to squeeze in alternative workouts.

I'm also going to be more diligent about what I'm eating and better about taking my supplements.

My clothes are tighter and I refuse to go up another size. Plus I don't think I've mentioned it here yet, but I have fibromyalgia. For me, there is a direct correlation between flare ups and a poor diet and no exercise.

Also I notice the heavier women are, the worse their fibromyalgia symptoms are.

So, I will be diligent today to see what goes in my mouth and what I can do this evening.

Wish me luck!

A MISS

I had to get my hair cut at 0930 and I thought I could make the RPM class and make it in time for my hair cut. I could have too, but I didn't count on the boys being super toots this morning.

So I missed.

Now I have to make sure I make Friday and Saturday or I will be miserable.

Also I ate a donut.

Going to flog myself now.

Evil Bands

I made it again. I walked through the doors of the gym. AND both little boys were dressed in something other than what they slept in.

HOLLA!

My third day, and I'm not too sore, which means I may not be exerting full effort. I did today.

Also, I am still getting really light headed when I'm hitting higher heart rates in the cardio portions. It's probably because I have been gone for five weeks.

So I did a cardio combo class with RC. We've been trying to come up with a nick name for her, but in the middle of your lower half going numb, your body crying for oxygen, or your arms becoming sand bags, the names we were thinking up were not only not nice, but not the kind of thing I want to post.

That being said I love her classes. She taught the RPM class I wanted to curl up and suck my thumb in yesterday.

She also knows when I am starting to cheat. yay. I mean YAY!

We used these bands to day. Evil little things that actually made my butt crack go numb. Sorry to be so point blank, but um, yeah.

THEN I had to step up on the step after maxing out the butt muscle. My feet all of sudden couldn't seem to step up as high as they did before.

I also avoid looking at myself in the mirror. Once I'm tired, I begin to look like a troll. I lose body posture, my arms slump, my head hangs lower and I'm beat red. BEAT RED.

However, once it was all over and I went to Arby's, I was feeling much better.

Now, before I get comments about diet, I had the chicken salad sandwich WITHOUT fries and I got a SOBE energy drink. It was the best I could do.

Alright, tomorrow, it's RPM again. I am going to figure out something better to eat, or eat further away from go time.

That pukey feeling is not the highlight of my day...

okay, the rest of the day my goal is not to blow it with my diet...

RPM and Oatmeal

It was a tough one today. I seriously started inhaling peppermint oil towards the end. I ate oatmeal about 7 am, but apparently that's not far enough away from class time to work for me. Plus not sleeping until 3 am, and then not well, didn't help.

The last thing I wanted to see was my oatmeal. I hung tuff.

I look at it this way because I feel like I have no muscle or cardio stamina.

It was good to make it through the door. I made it onto a bike, and I stayed on until the end. Today I climbed a mountain!

Tomorrow is a combo class or combat, I don't know which and then flow. My goal is to not only make it there, but get through 4 tracks before I start mentally whining. Today It began on track 2. Boy did I whine. I almost told myself to shut up! But myself understood and let the whine go for a little while. Then I smothered it with RC oil so I could breath.

I didn't die because I couldn't push myself that hard. I would have seen the oatmeal. Not good.

0700: ouch!

I didn't sleep well. Last night was the first night The Marine and Recruits were gone on their trip. So I didn't go to sleep until around 3 am-ish. I am trying to wake the two little boys up so I can make the 0815 RPM (spin) class.

They may have to go in the pajamas. I'm so tired right now, I don't care.

I am eating oatmeal so I can make it through at least the first track.

I hope the oatmeal doesn't try to make an appearance during the mountain track. ewwww.

gotta go dig around in the gun cabinet for a sports bra. (I'll have to post later why my sports bra might be in the gun cabinet.)

Getting started.

I've been remiss with utilizing this post. I've also been MIA for the last 5 weeks from the gym. I had business travel, a high schooler graduate and move away, a trip to prep my family for and the 4Th of July.

Today I returned to the gym. I died three times. It was a cardio combo class that combined attack, step, vive, and flow. Who starts with attack after being gone for five weeks??

I am so disappointed with how awful I was. I was winded after the first two tracks.

I have until 20 July when The Marine and the recruits return from Texas. I am going to try and be beyond the sore stage and into my routine. He won't see much change, but my goal is making it through the gym doors and into the GGX room every day. 20 July kids!

Wish me luck!!!