After working out with trainer Mike for a little over a year I finally got to see him in action tonight. AMAZING! I'm impressed. He won!!! He has been dieting and working out so hard. I am so proud of him. I had tears of joy and pride when they called his number. Way to go Mike. It's great to be able to know that I'm working out with one of the best!!!
It was really incredible to be in a place with so many dedicated athletes. The bodies on stage were unbelievable. Women and men. While I have no desire to compete in that way, it certainly inspires me to hit things even harder. If people can get their bodies to look like that then I have no excuses.
With that, let me tell you about a little incident that occured yesterday. I had someone say some things to me that were downright rude. The statements were an attack on my integrity. I am so angry about it. It must have been pretty obvious that I was angry because she then gave an insincere attempt at playing it off as a joke. Duh...you're talking to the counselor who reads body language and other non verbals such as facial expressions. That is not what a joking face looks like. I share this because obviously it's still eating at me and as a result, I've been an emotional eater today. I haven't eaten a lot because I spent the day doing yard work, but the choices I did make were not good for me. I wonder if it will always be this easy to fall off the wagon? This thought in and of itself makes me angry. I shouldn't be falling off the wagon for reasons such as this. So now I am mad at myself. UGH!
I've been emotional today overall. I had a nice little cry on the phone with my mom. My friend, Emily is graduating next week and turning 18 two weeks later. When Emily was six months old God blessed me with the opportunity to become part of her family as a nanny. When I started the job that's what I thought it was...a job. I was soooo wrong. It was a life changing experience. It was within a few weeks that this little girl had my heart. I remained her nanny until she was three and a half. To this day, she and I are very close as are her parents and I. I started working on her graduation present last night and was a sobbing mess. I tried to talk to my mom about it today and was sobbing again. Now I'm writing about it and sobbing again. WOW!
Are you ready for a funny? Last Saturday night Mike and I were working out. We had done some cardio in the parking lot courtesy of the beautiful weather and had moved inside to do some HIT with heavier weight than I had done before. Enter a 50 pound bar bell on my neck while I lunge across the gym and back. Drop that and move to bench presses. Don't get too comfortable because now it's time for deadlifts with a 60 pound dumb bell in each hand. Mike kept telling me I was overthinking the amount of weight and messing myself up. I kept telling him it was too heavy. Nevertheless, on the third round of this cirquit I went to pick those dumbbells up and the plate part came to rest on my wrist. Those of you who know me, understand that this was a Tammy moment most would need to see to believe. Those of you who don't know me, please understand I am a clutz. Even I wish I had a video of this happening so I could replay it for myself and for every person who has said to me "How? Do? You? Even? Do? That? With? A? Dumbbell? On? Your? Wrist?" It's me!!!! That's all I know. After it landed there I was mad. I bent over and picked those puppies up and Mike said it was my best deadlift ever. I completed the night with 200 crunches and a nice bruise. Made it through Mother's Day and it was about 3:00 the next morning that my wrist started hurting so bad, I became concerned. It was swollen and ugly. Well the doctor hadn't had his good Monday morning laugh yet. He certainly had it during my visit as I tried to explain it to him. Then there was the xray tech. No breaks. Just a bad bruise. I even managed to do a workout with Mike on Tuesday...pushups and all. It's still ugly, but I'm good.
Alright readers...no more emotional eating tomorrow...I promise you!
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