I know what you're thinking.
This lady works for a bank?! No wonder the economy still hasn't quite recovered; she can't count!
Well, I will have you know that I can count almost to a hundred. So there.
There was no Week 2. That's the bottom line. I hate that life and the sickies got the best of me last week. I missed three whole workouts with Coach Asad.
Feel free to click on the picture above to be taken to the rest of the posts in this series...
So, after missing three boot camp workouts, I knew I had to go tonight. Plus, I was a teeny bit afraid of texting Coach to let him know that I still wasn't feeling it. My neck and upper back has been sore. Tight. Tension. Groooaaannn!
I put my big girl under-roos on and just went. But I didn't shave my legs, so there. ha. I told him, didn't I?
More than likely not.
Once I got to class, I met V, our newest boot camp buddy. She came prepared to foam roll!
Look at her gettin' her roll on.
Wait, she's fallen and she can't get up!!!
This particular workout was TOUGH.
We did intervals of 10 seconds on, 5 seconds rest. And really the 5 seconds rest was just long enough for me to haul my double-wide up off of the ground, to move on to the next exercise. 5 minutes for each leg of the exercise. 15 minutes or so, may not seem like a lot, but it was. Trust me.
At one point, just when I was about to say something... he walked up behind me and said, "No negative comments, please!"
Mind reader, that Britt.
What I was going to say, and what I was eventually able to get out, was that at one point, my tatas were choking me. All that up/down, up/down, up/down. I had no idea what my death certificate would read:
Death by Coach Asad
or
Death by Booby Suffocation
But I knew I was going to die. I got dizzy. Felt nauseous. All that jumping up and down; I had to pee!
As per usual, the last few minutes, where we stretched, etc, were the best. We could joke and laugh again. I could stop crying. Eventually.
Coach and I talked for a few minutes after class tonight. He really wants me to focus on my eating and food journaling. He asked that I stay away from bread and refined sugar. Thank the mexican lordy that tortillas are still on the list. Right?! Hmph.
I decided that I need to go ahead with his suggestions; he knows what he's doing after all. So, I plan on cleaning up my act. For example, for dinner tonight - this is what I had:
I wasn't feeling so well, all that water on a worked-out gut... You know, right? But I knew I needed the fuel. So I had 3 oz (if that) of cheese, 1 cup of mushrooms and 2 cups of zucchini. And then 5 almonds. And iced tea. And that was plenty.
So, again - week 3, here is my before and after from today's workout.
Hey, at least I match!
And look at all my craziness below. I should have left the picture unaltered, so that you could see how red my face was. Oh well. Trust.
Off to add my dinner to today's food journal (which can be found here, btw).
Anyone else working on a get fit program?! Love to hear about it! Also if you are in the QC/STV area, I'd love for you to check out Fitness Revolution; I need all of the workout buddies I can get.
Especially if your name is Accountability. =)
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