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Back to Core

Whew! It actually felt really good! It was slower paced, so that was a perk! The agility stuff is so crazyyyy. I do feel really sore, but I feel really healthy. I'm realizing that every decision counts. I have to be in it to win it. Everything is going towards the triathalon. Everything! I do not want to fall "off" the wagon. I am committed to doing my very best. When I run across that finish line, I want to be able to say that I did my very best! I want to be able to say that I gave my ALL! I desire to give everything I can, to invest every moment, to work past fears, to push myself even harder, to dig deeper everyday. My overweight days are soon to be over! There I said it! :D Alright, getting off my soapbox now...and going to the gym -solofidefit

I feel so out of my element....so lost. I'm so used to waking up early in the morning. Working out hard. Going to school. Today I felt so off. I felt like i had no purpose. Not literally. But I need to stick to the routine....what's next then... INSANITY ASYLUM! Time to work it! I'm starting tomorrow! I'm so geeked. I'm ready to work hard...again! Even harder. No more sugar. No more junk food. It's all perseverance, focus, persistence, and perspiration from here! I gotta finish what I started. 125 or bust people!

Monday.

Well here it goes! It is officially the last week of INSANITY. It has been hard. It has been pushing. It has been challenging. It has been exactly what I have needed. I've been learning the importance of taking care of my body. 

Last week was a hard week. I think I gave myself too much liberty, and really fell off the wagon when it came to eating nutritiously. I ate clean food, but I did not do so in moderation. Plus I was stressed. Also I ate a lot of salty foods, so I believe that my body is retaining water. So the # on the scale has been going up.

It is frustrating. But I'm grateful for the challenges. Because I am going to push through, I will not be giving up. Not today. Not any day. I will make it to my goal, no matter how long it takes me. Losing fat is truly like taking 1 step forward, a few steps back, then forward again. I'm ready. 

I've made a commitment to remain disciplined for the rest of the week. To be more conscientious  about what I am doing and eating. Plans fail without really taking time to plan. And I have not been doing a good job at that, so I'm going back to meal plans rather than just "winging it."

8 more days left! Woot woot! Homestretch people. This is when it all counts. Every singe push up, every singe squat, going until my body is burning. Hurts so good! My calves are killing me, but I will push through! So close. I feel elated! I've been imagining the final workout. 

Today I tried the Max Sport Interval. It was pretty good. There was one move that I could not do! Too much! But it gets me pumped for Asylum 1 and 2.