A loss of motivation, that is.
Frank and I were ROCKING the 30 day shred for about 10 days. I mean, I seriously worked my ass off every night for the 25 minutes or so and those minutes would make a huge difference in my daily life. I just felt....better. Fresh, ready....capable, if that makes sense. I felt...strong. Confident, which is the most important.
But then, one day I just didn't feel like it. The next day was the same. By the third day, we lost our groove and realized that HOLY CRAP was this couch comfy! Oh, couch. Why did we ever leave you?
Oh yeah. You're making my ass HUGE.
Sigh. I really need to get this back in gear. I grabbed a yoga DVD the other day, so on days that I don't feel like having a 'hard' workout like the Shred, I can do yoga. I also have been pretty good with the no-pop thing that I started, going down to only a couple a week when we go out to dinner or lunch or whatever. For someone that was at 3-5 sodas PER DAY, this is pretty big. I'm somewhere in the 2 week range of that, and am shocked to say that the headaches have finally gone away.
So...there ya go. I guess I'm throwing my current work out failure into the interwebs to try and motivate myself. I really, really want to get working out. Hopefully posting this and throwing it out there will help me...maybe I'll even throw into my post every night what I did to work out that day. Hmmm...interesting thought. Holding myself accountable - here I come!
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