Days 7-8
Ok, I haven't been writing as much as I had planned on. Boo me. But the pace of life this past week has been pretty crazy. So, over the next 2 days, I’m going to post the blogs I’ve missed. Lets get to it.
Days 7-8: God, I’m Hungry. Like, all the time. At work I’ve been keeping pretty full by munching on almonds and downing meal replacements in between meals. But if I'm not full, I’m hungry. Its one or the other. Strange. That being said, I do have a confession to make...I skipped a gym day. (gasp)
I know! Boo to me, again! but I was hurtin’, bad. The good thing about lifting heavy is getting quicker results. The bad thing about lifting heavy is it takes more time to recover afterwards. Couple that with the aggressive schedule that I set for myself, and well...you get the point. So, I took Saturday off and went to the beach. Woo hoo! Just what the doctor ordered. I got some color (yes! black people get tan too), got some much needed r&r, and got to spend some time w/ friends that I rarely get to see. It was a nice treat for myself. Although, since I’m in the mood for confessing, the beach isn't the best place to get in proper nutrition. I didn’t go crazy at the food stands, but I didn’t get in as much food as I probably should have. Not so bueno, since I was supposed to be recovering.
Sidenote: I will never understand how deep-fried chicken, and buckets of french fries end up in a beach concession stand. I mean, isn’t the beach a place where people go to show off their svelte bodies? Even if you aren’t so svelte, wouldn’t the fact that your wearing close to nothing in public make you just a little self-conscious of what you’re eating? Even just a little??
But I digress, and to compensate for my missed gym time I adjusted my training schedule for the following week. It’s a bit intense, but I’m pretty sure I can handle it.
Ok, I haven't been writing as much as I had planned on. Boo me. But the pace of life this past week has been pretty crazy. So, over the next 2 days, I’m going to post the blogs I’ve missed. Lets get to it.
Days 7-8: God, I’m Hungry. Like, all the time. At work I’ve been keeping pretty full by munching on almonds and downing meal replacements in between meals. But if I'm not full, I’m hungry. Its one or the other. Strange. That being said, I do have a confession to make...I skipped a gym day. (gasp)
I know! Boo to me, again! but I was hurtin’, bad. The good thing about lifting heavy is getting quicker results. The bad thing about lifting heavy is it takes more time to recover afterwards. Couple that with the aggressive schedule that I set for myself, and well...you get the point. So, I took Saturday off and went to the beach. Woo hoo! Just what the doctor ordered. I got some color (yes! black people get tan too), got some much needed r&r, and got to spend some time w/ friends that I rarely get to see. It was a nice treat for myself. Although, since I’m in the mood for confessing, the beach isn't the best place to get in proper nutrition. I didn’t go crazy at the food stands, but I didn’t get in as much food as I probably should have. Not so bueno, since I was supposed to be recovering.
Sidenote: I will never understand how deep-fried chicken, and buckets of french fries end up in a beach concession stand. I mean, isn’t the beach a place where people go to show off their svelte bodies? Even if you aren’t so svelte, wouldn’t the fact that your wearing close to nothing in public make you just a little self-conscious of what you’re eating? Even just a little??
But I digress, and to compensate for my missed gym time I adjusted my training schedule for the following week. It’s a bit intense, but I’m pretty sure I can handle it.
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