Well, it was bound to happen. As much as I tried and tried, I ended up getting sick. A wicked head cold that lasted an entire week. I had just come off a high on Sunday running a 10 mile course that was 5 miles out on a steep uphill, and 5 miles back with the downhill. Amazingly, I felt great on the run. I was at the highest of highs. I had climbed that mountain that Rocky Balboa conquered in Rocky 4. I was at the top, yelling DRAAAGO at the top of my lungs. Then, Sunday night kicked in. I got little to no sleep. Twitching away like my legs had some more running to do. Then, on Monday night, even worse. I didn't fall asleep until 1:45am. Needless to day, my running took a huge hit. I ran on Monday, but it was hard, and I felt like crap. By Tuesday, my body had run down, and I had no energy to even consider working out. I had that scratchy feeling in my throat, and I knew it was over then. I started loading up on vitamins and orange juice, but nothing was going to stop the onslaught of misery that would be my next week. My head felt like it was going to explode. On Thursday, I did my Tuesday workout. I pushed my way through it, but it was exhausting. That was it for workouts for the week. Saturday, I coached my football game, and immediately hit the baseball fields to grade talent for the upcoming majors draft, of which I'm one of three managers. By Sunday, I thought I had turned the corner, but I was soooooo wrong. Monday was just as brutal, but by the end of the day I had felt the break I needed.
It was then and there that I made the decision, to completely throw out last week, and give week #6 a Do-Over. In the past, I would have completely gone into a funk of how I screwed up my workouts. Not this time. This time, I have the resolve and determination to KEEP THE TRAIN MOVING FORWARD. You have to keep your eye on the prize. And so yesterday, I re-did that week 6 Shoulders, Chest, Tris and ARX! I did it with passion and vigor. I pushed out more reps on almost every single exercise. And on ARX, my abs have improved so much, that I can not only get through every exercise with good form, there are many where I can do extra in the allotted time!!! I'm absolutely LOVING my progress so far.
Finally, this morning, I was rewarded with a HUGE mental victory. When I stepped on the scale, I had left the 190s, and broken into the 180s. Sure, it's 189.4, but that's STILL less then 190! What that means is that I've lost a total of 17.2 pounds along this journey in 37 days! That's HUGE!!!! It also means that I've only got 14.4 pounds until I reach my final goal of 175!!! Man, that will be a GLORIOUS DAY WHEN I GET THERE!!! AND I HAVE THE RESOLVE THAT I WILL GET THERE!!!!
I'll close with this. I'm not a personal trainer by any stretch of the imagination. I just want to be a fit guy, who has a healthy life. If you're motivated by my story, follow this blog, and don't hesitate to post comments if you have questions. I would love to help you meet your fitness goals.
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