Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
P90X
Feel the endorphins; exercise gives you a natural high; don’t you just love the feeling you get when you exercise?
Lies, all lies cos I’m constantly in pain.
I’m not new to exercising. I survived the screaming bully that is Jillian Michaels and endured her torture and her tortured tools
1. Banish Fat Boost Metabolism
2. Ripped In 30
3. 30 Day Shred
4. Body Revolution
At the end of it all the fat wasn’t banished, my body wasn’t ripped nor shredded and my body, though down a few inches, wasn’t revolutionized.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying these exercises didn’t work, no; they just didn’t give the drastic results championed by the infomercials. I had high hopes for the duration of my journey with Jillian Michaels but those expectations got the life snuffed out of them at the end of every program I tried. I lost some weigh but not all.
So I decided to curb my expectations and search for a fitness DVD that would get me closer to my goal within an allotted timeframe. I watched countless YouTube videos and read an endless number of blogs and reviews before selecting my next torture tool. Enter P90X – Power 90 X.
My weight loss journey started in May of 2012 after I tore through my dress at a function – it was 12noon. I held the dress together with safety pins for the duration of the event as I was the event planner and couldn’t leave. After the event, I drove straight to the gym and enrolled to start the very next day. I was so humiliated.
Starting out I was a size 20 bordering on size 22. Now one year later I am a size 18 still fighting to become a size 14 before January – fingers crossed.
Transitioning from going to the gym to a Jillian Michaels DVD was difficult and I cursed her every time I popped her DVD in. Good times. Now transitioning into weight training is something of a challenge as I do not have upper body strength.
P90X involves a lot of pushups, pull ups and planks – no walk in the park; and whoever said Yoga was a breeze was just fooling around. Yesterday was Yoga X day and Tony expected me to do this!
Hell No
Give me weights and I’ll lift them, but for crying out loud ‘Crane’, ‘Pushups with one leg in the air’! Seriously dude! And I don’t know where to find the time to exercise for 1hour at a stretch, God help me.
I don’t know what I’ve signed up for cos I couldn’t scrub my back in the shower this morning from the pain.
I hope I can live through this. Wish me luck.
Lies, all lies cos I’m constantly in pain.
I’m not new to exercising. I survived the screaming bully that is Jillian Michaels and endured her torture and her tortured tools
1. Banish Fat Boost Metabolism
2. Ripped In 30
3. 30 Day Shred
4. Body Revolution
At the end of it all the fat wasn’t banished, my body wasn’t ripped nor shredded and my body, though down a few inches, wasn’t revolutionized.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying these exercises didn’t work, no; they just didn’t give the drastic results championed by the infomercials. I had high hopes for the duration of my journey with Jillian Michaels but those expectations got the life snuffed out of them at the end of every program I tried. I lost some weigh but not all.
So I decided to curb my expectations and search for a fitness DVD that would get me closer to my goal within an allotted timeframe. I watched countless YouTube videos and read an endless number of blogs and reviews before selecting my next torture tool. Enter P90X – Power 90 X.
My weight loss journey started in May of 2012 after I tore through my dress at a function – it was 12noon. I held the dress together with safety pins for the duration of the event as I was the event planner and couldn’t leave. After the event, I drove straight to the gym and enrolled to start the very next day. I was so humiliated.
Starting out I was a size 20 bordering on size 22. Now one year later I am a size 18 still fighting to become a size 14 before January – fingers crossed.
Transitioning from going to the gym to a Jillian Michaels DVD was difficult and I cursed her every time I popped her DVD in. Good times. Now transitioning into weight training is something of a challenge as I do not have upper body strength.
P90X involves a lot of pushups, pull ups and planks – no walk in the park; and whoever said Yoga was a breeze was just fooling around. Yesterday was Yoga X day and Tony expected me to do this!
Give me weights and I’ll lift them, but for crying out loud ‘Crane’, ‘Pushups with one leg in the air’! Seriously dude! And I don’t know where to find the time to exercise for 1hour at a stretch, God help me.
I don’t know what I’ve signed up for cos I couldn’t scrub my back in the shower this morning from the pain.
I hope I can live through this. Wish me luck.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
When You Grow Up
What do you want to be when you grow up?
How many times have we been harassed with that question? From age 6 we are all ‘bullied’ or pressured to decide what parts we will follow for the rest of our lives.
Like seriously! Such pressure.
Little do we know that this question and the answers that follow set off a chain of events that affect the course of our lives. Some never accomplish those dreams and our haunted by the feelings of failure and defeat for most parts of their lives while some of the lucky ones do get to look back at their lives, smile cos they are exactly where they wanted to be. They lived the dream.
I am most definitely not living my dream; the dreams of a little girl who started out wanting to be a teacher, then a lawyer. The harsh realities surrounding being a lawyer opened my eyes and killed any rose tinted delusions I had concerning that. And quite frankly as of right now, I’m coasting.
How many of you are really living your dreams. Whether it was the one you made when you were 10 years old or 16 years old. Can you look back and say I am exactly who I said I would be and still be proud of the decisions that brought you here?
I would really want to know.
Like seriously! Such pressure.
Little do we know that this question and the answers that follow set off a chain of events that affect the course of our lives. Some never accomplish those dreams and our haunted by the feelings of failure and defeat for most parts of their lives while some of the lucky ones do get to look back at their lives, smile cos they are exactly where they wanted to be. They lived the dream.
I am most definitely not living my dream; the dreams of a little girl who started out wanting to be a teacher, then a lawyer. The harsh realities surrounding being a lawyer opened my eyes and killed any rose tinted delusions I had concerning that. And quite frankly as of right now, I’m coasting.
How many of you are really living your dreams. Whether it was the one you made when you were 10 years old or 16 years old. Can you look back and say I am exactly who I said I would be and still be proud of the decisions that brought you here?
I would really want to know.
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