I started this journey eating pretty clean and working out
fairly regularly, but I have fallen by the wayside. (going down side-roads and
down alleys is not a good idea)
Operation 14-1618 has hit a wall like BLAM!. Wait, let me back up. In
order to hit a wall, you have to move and this particular endeavor I have
been still. Why? Because I’ve gotten lazy. I haven’t been doing what I
know I’m supposed to be doing. So let me
tell you why what I’m currently doing is wrong and why it is important to
continue fighting the good fight for your body:
1. Stamina/Endurance. I have none. Well, I have
some, but not nearly all that I should have if I had continued on with my
#fitgirl routine. I’ve always prided myself in doing what seemed to be the
impossible for my weight class. Defying gravity and not getting hurt while
doing box jumps always blows my mind. Doing REAL push-ups while giving Earth’s downward
pressure the middle finger is exhilarating. However you can’t do that when it
feels like your lungs have shriveled up like prunes and your legs are acting as
if they’ve hung up a “Gone Fishing” sign and left. Example, I went to the gym
last Wednesday and saw Death chillin’ in the corner, holding up a sign with
my name on it like the chauffeurs do at the airport. Doing something that gets your
blood pumping and then dropping to the ground for some doggone mountain climbers will
certainly cause your heart to try to escape your chest via the fastest route
possible. Ain’t nobody got time for that! All of the hard work I put in and it
was like being a newbie all over again. That sucks. Especially since I’ve been
going to The Camp for some time and people know me. But really, I disappointed
myself. I could have done so much better if I had just kept up with it like I
know I’m supposed to. How can I get rid of this flubber if I’m busy not being
busy? How can I make gains if I’m being stagnant? The answer to both questions
is that it is impossible. Get it together girl...STAT!
Furthermore, my cycling gains have all but disappeared. It
ALWAYS hurts to ride. Like, how does your progress go in reverse when it comes
to riding a bike? That’s ridiculous. When I first started, I was working out
fairly regularly and eating waaay better, but when I stopped being a good girl,
I noticed that I started going slower and that it was harder for me to do the
same routes that I had been doing previously. Once again, ain’t nobody got time
for dat!
Lastly, how can I get my swerve on efficiently and
effectively if I have to keep stopping to catch my breath? My orgasms don’t
have time for that!
2. Weight gain. Simply put, if you eat crap and
don’t do crap, you will look like crap. You can quote me on that. In fact, you
can use it and make it part of your everyday life, but make sure you source quote me on that one. I’m gonna trademark
that little ditty. I’m gonna call that the “Doo Doo Effect.” (and no, I do not
have a preoccupation with poo.)
If you've seen the movie, you get the reference. If not, go see the movie then come back and laugh.
So what’s the moral of this story: Keep
Moving! Keep eating clean. Or at least eat neat. LOL! What does that mean for
me, I have to sever my ties with Daddy Sugar and Pimp Caramel. Will I go visit
my boos every so often? No doubt…I have a deep, everlasting love for them (they
turned me out long ago…*sigh*), but I need to be a better me and I can’t do
that if I’m ho-strollin’ to Starbucks everyday. Plus, my wallet wasn’t built for
that so, yeah.
I’m going to also have to ban their cousin
Butter and Fat from visiting so often. They stay knocking on my door like
Jehovah’s Witnesses, but instead of ignoring them like every other American, I
look out the window, see them there and open the door like we’re best
buds.Naw dawg…I know better so I need
to be better and do better.
There goes cousin Fat photobombing me and my girls Exercise & Eat Right
So here’s my pledge to myself:
1.No more frequent trips to Starbucks. Emphasis on the word "frequent." Why? Because I know I'm going to go and holla at my boo Caramel at some time, but he don't need all my time or my coins so I'll only go if I've been active. I can’t
be going around drinking sugar, but sitting on my rear end all day. We don’t
have time for being strong and wrong.
2. Go to the gym at least 4x/week. This is
especially important since I want to build my endurance back up. And when I say
the gym, I mean the gym. I don’t mean, go for a bike ride or a walk down memory
lane. I literally mean The Camp. I’m paying for it so I might as well go. Oh,
and when I say I’m paying for it, I mean my boo is since I don’t have a job.
3. Ride my bike at least 4x/week. In order
to get better, I have to ride. I think I’ll need to reduce the mileage while I
work on speed. Once I get my speed down, then I can GRADUALLY increase the
distance. Basically, I need to work on my efficiency first.
4. Eat some veggies. I hate them, but they
are a necessary part of life so I better get used to them. If I can deal with all
of the intricacies of being a black woman in AmeriKKKa, then I can deal with eating
a brussel sprout. Both are trying, but I doubt I’ll die at the hands of crooked
cops or deal with workplace discrimination just for eating more chicken and
broccoli. 5. Put forth true and real effort in my
workouts. This should go without saying, but I figured that I should make this post a little longer so why not add the obvious? I’m good at adding fluff to
not only my body, but also my writing. Anyway, I generally workout like I don't have weight hinderances, but I
have to remember to be extra diligent on those days where I feel like being a slack. Why go out there if I’m not going to give it my all? It’s
like why cook if you aren’t going to add seasoning. Just wrong…and pointless.
If you are going through the struggle, maybe this little bit will help you. If not, I hope you were entertained. Deuces y'all
