I'm tired, I'm sweaty, and I'm wet from the rain.
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I had a gym date. I don't know if it's just the weather or if I'm doing a little too much but I couldn't run today. I tried. Several times. The longest I lasted was 24 seconds.
Quite the opposite of Tuesdays workout. I ran a 10 minute mile. I left Tuesdays training with TrainerBoy happy with my progression. I was proud. I was a rockstar<----TB calls me that to boost my ego.
Then today I seriously whined so much. Sorry Brett. But I did. I had to do real squats today, with a real bar. I complained.It was more scary than hard. But. I'm going to start doing them everyday until I stop complaining. That's my new rule. If I complain about something when I'm training I have to do it on my own until I start to love it. If this is the case. I should have a rad body in a few weeks.
I left the gym tonight feeling defeated, deflated, and my ego was bruised big time. I was having trouble with the timed 1 legged bosu ball exercise. Tuesday I was holding it for 1 minute each leg, tonight it was like 15seconds. That really frustrated me. TrainerBoy was telling me I get this look on my face when I'm pissed at myself. Yah. I had that look for over 45 minutes tonight. Sometimes I'm too hard on myself. However, I feel like I need to be hard on myself or else I'll fail.
I've seen myself come so far in such a short amount of time. I know that these things of frustration and defeat from this week-will be easy in a few weeks.
So why stress then Lachele?
Hm... good question. It's what I do. I was telling TB that I am worst case senario girl, mixed in with a little drama mama right now.
UGH. I'm going to bed.
L.
“When a man is pushed, tormented, defeated, he has a chance to learn something”
-Ralph Waldo EmersonOn the bright side... I found out my gym boyfriend and his girlfriend broke up. YAY! No wonder I've seen BigRed lately and not Baseball boy. I'm happy about that. But good thing he wasn't there tonight to watch me choke!
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