Yesterday included lots and lots of push ups. Who knew if I just challenged myself I would be able to do 80 push ups. Ok I was supposed to do perfect push ups and take my time. I definitely need to work on getting closer down to the ground for a more full extension but I have graduated to being on my toes! I call that a victory.
When you are at the gym before the world wakes you know yo are ether crazy or committed. Or maybe both. I am exhausted but here. Going to get the workout done. So thankful for training partners who keep me accountable.
We have been tacking on some rowing drills at the end of the workouts. This morning both my legs and lungs were screaming at me. Mind you this is all at the crack o dawn so brain is still waking up. One of these days I will get under 2. Jeff you win this battle so far.
Also what has been discussed lately is eating more healthy meals. I might be 60/4o on that one. But today salad it is for lunch. A quite pretty one I might add so figured I’d post.
Oh how I wish that wasn’t true. I keep coming back to that phrase. I love food and love to eat. I follow shows that focus on food. Listen to podcasts on food and about chefs. Participate with a group of women in a supper club. Love pouring over and trying new recipes.
So that phrase is just…ugh! Eating to fuel my body I find to be a complete challenge. I would rather just devour whatever I want and not have to think about it. Alas that isn’t how life works, is it? So wanting to get down to a racing weight and be able to be strong at the finish I have been thinking a ton about that phrase. I am exploring how to make dishes that are healthy,taste good and provide my body the fuel it needs to keep moving.
Oh the love of all things sugary and full of carbs. We will not part ways but we will have to limit our time together.
I am usually pretty diligent to follow my training plan. I mean you pay someone to help you reach your goals, so it only makes sense to do what they say. But the social fun-loving side of me needed to be outside.
So I cheated. I dusted off the snow shoes and headed for the hills for a day of delight. Breathing in that fresh mountain air, spending time with friends, and just being outside brought a smile to my face.
Tomorrow it is back to the gym.
Captured expression. I guess this was how we all felt, are we really doing this? Yes, yes we are.
The mirror at gym. We have a love hate relationship going. It is great for checking my form and making sure I am at least attempting to be in alignment. Yet, it is also a brutal reminder that I am not quite where I want to be physique wise.
I am proud of what I have accomplished and do work hard to prioritize fitness in my life. But there is that one area on my body that I just can’t quite get the extra layer of let’s say cushion off.
So this mornings gym session with the mirror was, well frankly, ugh!
I wish that title reflected that I am training for vacation. Wouldn’t that be fun. But no, this is more of getting in my training while on vacation. Always a fun challenge. At times it has opened doors of new trails to run, cities to explore, etc. This time it meant getting creative in the hotel gym. So trying to do a push press with dumbbells. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.
Due to a little hotel construction and not really figuring out how to do the next workout in the tiny gym, I strapped on my running shoes the next morning and headed out on the Vegas strip for a run. Shhh don’t tell my coach as this was kind of cheating. So along the way I ran to the soundtrack of whatever pop music was blaring out of the various casinos. Cars honked as I ran by and dodged the morning crowd of people either just leaving the night of revelry or blurry eyed meander down the strip. I even got high-fived by Captain America. I guess he figured there might need world saving in Vegas.
Towards the end of my run a fun thing happened. I came upon a couple, also out for a run, wearing some ironman gear. As I passed by a comment was made about me smoking the guy with a pacer shirt on. I happend to be wearing one of my pacer shirts from a recent race. I laughed, turned around and started chatting with the couple. It turns out they had done the race I am currently training for. So we ran together for a couple of miles just swapping stories and me listening to their advice for race day. One thing I love about the running and tri community is at times you can just pick up a conversation with complete strangers and leave like you were talking with friends. We didn’t even catch each others names but it was sure fun getting to run a little together. Who knows maybe our paths will cross again or maybe not. But we will both be at the starting line of an event in the near future.
Or at least about a week. So far the workouts are both shorter than I expected and bringing varying degrees of soreness.
Yet, changing up my workouts in the midst of holiday treats galore has not gone so well for my waistline. Oh that I would love vegetables over cheese, chocolate, and carbs. Don’t get me wrong I do enjoy delightfully roasted veggies but the treats abound and I just have no will power. Hopefully, the coach is right and these new workouts will make me a stronger leaner athlete. Or well at least allow for a few treats.
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