Kim's 5th week = success

Tonight I did jumping Jacks for a full minute with no stops. I held The Plank, as well as both versions of the side plank, no stops there. I Glute kicked my way up the third floor of the parking deck and kept up with Rick and Amy, and I lead the way on the 6 flights of stairs, at which time I almost stopped, but didn't (thanks to Amy).

Endorphins have nothing on this rush. Honestly, after tonight, I don't care about my measurements as long as I keep this up.

Last week when I couldn't work out I really missed it, and I was so anxious when I started back this week. I didn't eat well last week, and my self-confidence was bust. I just knew that I would start back from scratch. Now I know that it's like riding a bike, and I'm not nearly as anxious.

It's about the go, not the show. Right? Right.

Things Kim has learned this week

The cold that wasn't so contagious was, in fact, contagious.

Trying to do situps when you have sinus drainage is not smart.

Having the cold that only rest and time cures is hard to remedy when you have a four and a two year old.

Aforementioned children get sick only when the parent finally starts to feel well.

Running with a sore throat and an achy body is quite unpleasant.

A major upside of having no sense of taste is that I can drink all of the protein shakes without prolonging it.


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I'm feeling the burn!

So first off, I have to tell all of you thank you for your show of support to me tonight. Your words of encouragement and just letting me vent helped me more than you would begin to think. Rick; thanks.

Tonights workout was fantastic. I upped my weight to six pounds, and even though I was seriously feeling the burn, I lasted through all of the exercises (yeah, me!) and didn't moan and groan. Until the abs.. oh, the abs. Even though we did some hard exercises today, we did not do The Plank (from hell) or The Grapevine (sounds harmless, right? hardly). Not only did I try every single exercise, I did them all for the most part. We had alot of laughs, alot of "oy"'s from my corner, and I left the workout quite happy.

Tomorrow my goal is to stick it out through both sessions. Try? Most definitely. Succeed? It may very well happen.

Kim - Good morning, sunshine! (Or, is coffee with real cream truly cheating?)

Last nights workout was alot of fun for me, we concentrated on the upper body and since that is my strongest spot, I started out with 5 lb weights. I knew that as my muscles fatigued that the weights would get heavier, but I figured that 5 lbs would be just fine. Once again, my ego got me into a situation that I completely regretted by the end of it. We worked muscles that I had forgotten I have, but now I'm pretty sure I remember clearly...

And then the circuit training started. The circuit training with medicine balls that went up to 25 lbs. The circuit training that included throwing a medicine ball and balancing at the same god-damned time. As I told Rick, "This? Is the equivalent of a blonde trying to chew gum and walk at the same time. If you haven't noticed, I'm blonde." (I know, I know, I'm hilarious. ) I left the workout with limp noodles for arms.

Other things that I'm noticing since I've begun working out are that I'm sleeping better and now that I'm getting more energy I don't feel like a drained battery every morning that I wake up. Sure, I still need my morning coffee, but I can actually get up and do what needs to be done even after being up a good piece of the night with my yongest daughter, "Lydda". I think this more than anything gives me good reason to keep going.

Kim - Cake is not a stop in the Game of Life

So Monday and Tuesday were absolutely grueling, and I realized that the Grim Reaper's alter-ego is actually Rick Cain, or vice versa. The major diet changes that I've made so far have been giving up soda (Coca-Cola, I mourn thee) and re-introducing whole grain substitutes instead of regular bleachy carbohydrates. These types of carbs burn more slowly, thus keeping my blood sugar on an even playing field, which prevents the munchy attacks.

Yesterday I realized that being late to Rick's class, no matter HOW late (3 minutes my watch, 5 his) earns either a locked door or six flights of steps. Seriously, ya'll. I've never been more winded in my life. During the third trip up at the end of our workout when I was seeing the Pearly Gates, Rick was right there with me. This has taught me two valuable lessons: 1. to never, ever, be late again; and 2. that I've really gotta concentrate on the cardio.

Today I didn't have time to get to the class so I went to the riverwalk and ran (jogged) and walked the entire way. I'm really feeling it, and knowing that even on a day when I couldn't make it to class I was still able to get a workout in makes me feel all the more positive.

Post again soon!