#pushed through

[b0bthebuilder35]

[commander-diomika]

Hate it when I get up in the morning and I'm like "I'm too tired to ride my pushy to work" knowing full well that if I excercise I will generally have more energy the rest of the day. Thus if I don't ride the tiredness is only compounded.

I also have to get up slightly earlier if I'm going to ride; do a bit more stretching and finish the coffee instead of just putting a keep cup and my sleepy body into the car. It's all so frustrating and counter intuitive.

[crowshoots-moved]

give me more threads where jesper is using his powers please :)

[running-engineering-cats]

Took yesterday as a rest day. I just wasn't feeling working out. I decided to do some cleaning, make a nice dinner, take a nice long shower, and do a face mask instead. It was a good choice 💁🏼 Today I headed to the gym and hit up the treadmill. I had much higher hopes for this run, but my legs were just tired! But I did my best and kept changing the speed to keep things interesting. I was gonna run a mile cool down, but my legs were just shot. I did walk the rest to make it an even 6 miles 🏃🏼‍♀️ I am pumped that tomorrow is Friday already! Hope everyone's week is going well 😊

[punchouttt]

Props to Hillz for not exploding and being childish at the Satan Tangerine.

[thesewallsarekillingme]

Cize It Up Day 4

Today was a long... long... longggggggggg day. 

I worked from 8 a.m. to 7 p.m., which is an extra two hours I needed to work because I was the only one in our front office today and I was run off of my feet all day. Then I decided I’d swing by and pick up those three things I needed that were on my grocery list. That quick shop turned into an hour march around the grocery store in my three and a half inch wedge heels. By the time I got home and got my (way more than) three things into the house, my legs and hips and feet were KILLING me. 

I flopped on the couch, kicked off my shoes, and decided I wasn’t going to Cize It Up today. I gave myself every excuse I could think of.

“You’re exhausted. You should just go straight to bed.” 

“Shopping in heels is always a work-out.” 

“You barely sat down today.”

“It’s 11 o’clock at night and you have to work at 8 a.m.”

“Your legs probably won’t hold you up for more than five minutes.”

Even the dreaded “you’ve been so good, you deserve a break.”

Since when does working out three days in a row mean that I’ve been soooooo good? Where on God’s green earth did I ever get that idea?! Three days isn’t going to get me where I want to be. It’s not going to get my body healthy or give me more energy or rid me of my migraines or keep me from becoming a diabetic like my mother. Three days isn’t ANYTHING to write home about.

So I told myself I would try. I got up, I got off of the couch and put my sneakers on. I didn’t even change into my workout clothes so that I would be comfortable. I didn’t even put socks on.

But I got up.

I told myself that five minutes would be better than nothing. Five turned into ten. Then at ten minutes I discovered that I was no longer unable to stay up on my left foot for “The Trip.” Then I started to get the wind in my sails and decided to keep pushing. 

My goal for today was to add five minutes to what I did yesterday (still trying to avoid the evil migraines) for a total of twenty minutes plus cool down and guess what?

I DID IT. It’s a small goal to reach, but I was exhilarated. I almost pushed harder because I DIDN’T WANT TO STOP. This is something completely foreign to me. Working out is something I enjoy? This is fun?! WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING HERE?!

I’ll tell you what’s happening...

In the week that I’ve been dancing daily (light XBox Zumba from the day I ordered Cize to when I started Cize) I can already FEEL the change in my muscles. My legs feel stronger. I feel steadier and more in control of my movements. Adding heels to my work wardrobe this week probably helped, but I know my characteristically weak ankles are getting stronger. This is evidenced by the fact that I can now stand on my left foot and swing my right leg back and forth for an entire eight-count without touching the floor, when I couldn’t balance on my left leg standing still for more than four seconds before I started. 

I can also feel my body learning the moves. I’m transitioning between steps more automatically now. I’m getting a lot more precise and l’m not as tired during the workout. And I’m nailing the dang four-count cha cha step at the beginning that I’ve been modifying into a slow two-count off and on since I started because I couldn't keep up at full tempo. As always, the human body’s ability to adapt and grow will never cease to amaze me. Mine couldn't keep up, so it’s evolving in order to do so.

Tomorrow should be more of a normal work day and I have an evening massage appointment (THANK GOD) so I’ll probably be a lot more willing to work out when I get home. I’m trying to save my rest day for Sunday because that’s when my school work is due and I’ve only got one week of classes left before the end of the semester. Lots to turn in this weekend.

But no summer classes means that I can concentrate on getting healthier. So I’m looking forward to a summer of pushing myself through Cize It Up and continuing my body’s transformation towards that goal.

Here’s to tomorrow! (I’m gonna go sleep now.)

[misskaystitanfactory]

Pushing Through

I didn't want to move today but a great friend was expecting me to walk with her today. Glad I have her or I would have skipped my workout. Got to change my mindset and get it done this year. Killed my workout!!!!

[mrsfadedglory]

so basically every 5 minutes there'd be this huge cloud of weed smoke blowing into my face and i honestly thought fuck im gonna get second hand stoned and gonna have to stop playing man