So this morning I literally forced my husband out of bed to go to the gym. He went grudgingly and gave me crap for awhile. However, he eventually and reluctantly admitted he was thankful.
This is what I was like this morning
Today was triceps and shoulders. It was awful. My biceps and back are still sore and just got more sore. My triceps don’t feel as bad as my shoulders, so I don’t know exactly what that means for my workout. However, I know my triceps became jello towards the end. My shoulders got so weak that any little amount of weight made then hurt. It was intense, good but intense. My husband pushed himself harder than yesterday but not to the point he hurt himself. I’m always worried he will go back to lifting like when he was in football. It has been years since he has been in football. Anyways I’m just so proud he got up and put forth an effort. I did a really short half mile run today. It rained all day… I don’t mean a little rain but straight up thunderstorm.
My wonderful hubby brought up a really good point with me today. He said I should stop worrying about the number on the scale and just my progress. It makes perfect sense but, since I feel like I’ve failed him and myself it is more of a challenging. By letting my fitness slack for a few months and just now getting back to it, I feel like I have to get back to that number. However, I know he’s right and the number will show if I just aim for good progress and base it off of that. I’m thinking I’ll start going for fat percentage instead of weight (I’m very goal orientated) and see where that takes me.
Today my husband and I worked out in the morning. It wasn’t super early because he had a half day. It was back and biceps day. Whoop! It was intense and crazy. My biceps were already feeling it after two workouts. I realize this is a good thing but seriously. Along with the weights I did twenty minutes on the stair master and my husband shot hoops. I feel bad because my husband couldn’t go as far as he wanted. What I mean by that is the workout required 4 sets with the first two being normal and the last two being drop sets. Do you understand my pain now?
This was me trying to make my protein shake
I’m happy he could at least get three sets in. Each set required only 10 reps until you got to the drop set and then it changed. He tried so hard and for that I’m so proud of him. I know the harder and longer he goes at this he will reach his goal. I just wish he could see it himself.
My calluses just keep growing. I have gloves at my parents house apparently
I also went for a run outside. I mean when it is 68+ degrees outside, you just have to go out. I only went a short mile and a half because I still have crap in my chest and I don’t want to make it worse. Plus I’m trying to work my pup back into long distance along with me. She still seems to have way more energy than me. Oh well.
Another factor with today was there were hills. I know hills are good for you but I just was not expecting them. I mean there was one that just kept going and going and then leveled off. It didn’t go downhill to make my life better but slightly leveled off and then continued going up hill.
At the end of the day we went shopping for new running pants for me. Mine are old and falling apart. I was just hoping to wait a little longer until I lost more weight. Oh well, maybe it’ll help inspire me. I also was trying to find sports sunglasses, a running belt, and some energy chews. All I found were pants but at least they won’t be falling apart anymore.
Finally got cute pants
I did not go to the gym today. It was way too nice outside to stay in. I found a new trail that is longer than 0.75 of a mile. For whatever reason I can find only very short trails. It makes no sense. Anyways this one is at least 4.8 miles, which makes me so happy. I only ran a mile because I had to get to school and I have a lot of crap in my chest. However, it felt great to run outside in a new area.
Yes, that is my dog thinking she gets to ride up front. The crazy thing jumped in there as soon as I opened my door. She quickly climbed to the back as soon as I got in. Also when we got back she went straight for the couch. It was entertaining.
Today was one crazy day. It started off with my husband changing the alarm setter to being me, and me not actually setting an alarm that early. Yes, sadly I forgot to set it, since I was so used to him always setting it.
Anyways, no matter the crazy morning I managed to make it to the gym. Even though, I made my it, my husband sadly did not. It makes me sad to think that he did not make it. I wanted to go on this journey together. It was something I hoped I could get him to join me on. He said he enjoyed doing it with me, but does not seem quite as committed. I know it has to be his decision to actually stick with it. I can always hope and dream that he’ll get committed.
Today’s workout was shoulders. It was crazy because it was making everything burn. My biceps are more sore today then they were on monday. It was an insane workout. I had to do many different shoulder workouts and needless to say I do not have strong shoulders. I also did the stair master at the end of my workout again. Seriously, for something that seems so simple it gets your heart rate up. While I was nearing the end of the stair master, I noticed two old ladies on the bikes. I then watched them go to every single machine and do it. I think it has something to do with them being new to the gym.
My goals are slowly coming together. I sat down yesterday and made a new training plan for my runs. This week that has failed miserably and it is my own fault, but I’ll figure it out eventually. I was thinking about all my goals and how this week is the first one week i really started going for it. My goal is to officially drop another 20 pounds but my husband thinks I’ll only get another 15. He does not say this to be mean but because of my body type. I’m not built to be skinny. I’m built like the “ideal” woman. You know the skinny waist, giant hip, and bustier top. It looks like the Jessica Rabbit off of Who Framed Roger Rabbit.
In case you didn't know what she looks like
Anyways I’m still going to hope for my goal.
So I did workout today, even though my husband slept through his alarm or forgot to set it or whatever the excuse was. To be fair he was exhausted, and the important thing is I still went to the gym. Now, this is a new gym and I was terrified to go by myself. I have never seen any other ladies there. But by golly (get it? 😉 ) I went by myself and conquered that fear.
I made a giant motivation wall in our bedroom with our goals right next to it. Plus last week I dropped some weight, so I was determined to keep it going. I mean I worked out once last week and lost a tiny little bit. So if I stick with it and work out every day, I could make major steps in my goal. Especially, since I finally conquered my fear. I also have watched my eating habits to a whole new level. My husband might start going a little crazy but I’m helping him out right?
Today was back and biceps day. We started our program over because we have been slackers. But with the little progress I made I have become determined. My back will be sore tomorrow I’m sure. It never really seems to hit until the next or really bad the second day. My biceps got crazy jelly along the way. It was a little strange because I went to do curls and every guy in the weight room decided to go do curls. Not at the same time but as soon as one finished there set another one started. Super awkward.
I also started doing the stair master. I have no idea on how many floors and in what time is considered a good goal. However, it still kills me and it is much harder than it looks. Also everyone looks at you like your crazy. Plus I had guys then go and lift weights behind me.. I realize I’m overly paranoid but hey its who I am.
Today my husband and I started our new weight lifting program. We could not on monday because I went from work straight to school and then the gym was closed. It technically is a workout that is twice a day, but we did it all at once.
Today was back, biceps, and abs. It was crazy intense. Everything was only three sets but two of those sets were drop sets. I’m going to be sore tomorrow I have no doubt. I managed to lose some of my calluses with the not being consistent for working out. So my hands hurt and will be getting calluses back. My biceps are like jello at the end of my workout.
But most of all I am proud of my hubby for pushing himself. He has tried for awhile to lose weight and get healthy. However, he’s never been consistent and gets discouraged easily. I’m so proud of him though because he pushed himself and went at it. The only time he said no was when he hit failure, which was acceptable. He also said he enjoyed doing the same workout as me, which is probably because we can push each other.
So this morning my husband and I got up early (like before sunrise) and headed to the gym. He was not feeling well so he didn’t lift. However, he stayed with me while I lifted. It was a good thing he did because there were a few that I did not know how to do. He also helped for my last few reps for a triceps pull down. My muscles are jello and it feels amazing.
I worked my chest, triceps, and calves. My arms are completely jello, which made work a challenge. It will be an interesting workout that’s for sure. I also did the stair stepper for the first time ever. Yea… That’s a workout in itself. I was going to run but it’s thundering outside and we had to go drop a car off before my husband and I went to sign.
I know, I know I keep saying I’m back and then leaving for weeks on end. However, I’ve got a change in heart. I ran outside today after a crazy long break and I’m really back. It was not my greatest run but it felt amazing. I ran with my puppy who was full of energy. I have to learn to not let her choose the speed because she’ll burn me out quickly. Live and learn I suppose. It was only a 20 minute run but considering how long it has been, since I’ve been consistently running through out the week.
My change in heart and mind has started this week. One thing that helped was I sat down and made goals to achieve. I started with small weekly goals in order to help me achieve my large one.
It started with me feeling like I could never get back to where I was. I had taken so much time off trying to figure out the whole being a newlywed thing that I had given up hope. Every time I tried getting started and would weigh, it seems I gained weight. It all kept hitting me and I just felt like giving up. Thankfully I have an amazing husband who kept pushing me and finally joined in the new challenge with me. I know that I’ll finally get to my ultimate goal because I have a constant workout partner and made goals.