So (as Chris has you name your machine) Olga is so pissed off at me today. Not sore as in any injury...sore as in: holy hell you worked out yesterday. I told myself I would do three big days in a row and then have my rest day Saturday. I'm more or less writing a morning blog so I hold myself accoutable to well....myself. I might not be able to do as much as yesterday (I know slow bicycle crunches as of right now aren't happening) but I will do my extra push in cardio again today. I pushed so hard yesterday that my bodymedia band for the total by midnight showed over a 2000 calorie deficit. I'm down another pound today. Every day I'm closer to my goals. Even when I rest on Saturday I know that rest day will bring me closer to my goals. I feel like a marathon runner and I can see the finish line.
If I look at my time line: I found out I was pregnant last June at 130 lbs, I went up to 198lbs by delivery day on February 16th 2014: by March (end of March) I was 161: and now since beginning of April I'm down to 127.6. Man what a journey. I'm going to get there.
In addition, I don't know if anyone is going to think I'm crazy, but my father was taking pictures of me with my children yesterday on the beach. I have tattoo's. Several large ones. One across my back, one on my right thigh, one covering my upper left thigh and hip and one on my left foot. Now my hubby hates tattoo's. I've kind of always liked them up until recently, but I still didn't mind looking down at them from my perspective. However, my dad posted photos of me and I was seeing them from not my angle but from an onlooker, and I must say I kind of didn't like the way they looked. It's odd. You don't normally see pictures of yourself almost naked where I can see all the tattoo's. I'm honestly at a kind of loss, because I don't think I want the ones on my back and thighs anymore. :( So, that is just a personal thing I realized yesterday that I might get a consulation on removal.
Anyway, today is the last push day of the week. Rest on Saturday, and normal workouts on Sunday. Maybe next week there might be a repeat of a few days of working out for at least 10 min every hour, but man for this week...I'm excited today is the last day.
So Good morning all!