November 10, 2014
Road to Provincials: Day 23/231
I don’t know about you but that weekend absolutely flew by. I hit a couple good workouts but ate like hell and I’m feeling the aftermath today. It’s funny how I was never one to get hungover from drinking but give me a pizza and some ice cream and I’ll show you a wicked food hangover the next day. Heartburn, lethargy and gas cramps – now that’s a party. Needless to say, today wasn’t an overly productive day.
I’m sitting here typing this up in between grueling sets of seated calf raises as I wrap up my second leg workout of the day. My head wasn’t in the game earlier when I hit legs so I ended up finishing the workout early and heading home but it was eating me at up that I talked all this shit about living the lifestyle and then here I was missing out on half of the first workout of the week – fuck that. So I kissed my better half good night and brought my ass back in to the gym to finish my shift.
I’m going to be a tired bastard tomorrow morning but I don’t really care. I realize that sleep is important but right now, alone time with the iron to finish what I started today is more important. Especially since it’s leg day. I’ve got a busy life going on right now and I’m on the verge of some seriously big changes, which is why I need to stay grounded and on track with my personal goals. The gym is my best friend at the moment. I don’t have a lot of ‘boys nights’ to blow off some steam like a lot of people I know so for now, these barbells and dumbbells will be my ‘boys’. If you ask me, I prefer this man cave over a carpeted basement full of flat screens and sports memorabilia anyway.
On a nutritional note – my diet is killing me. This has easily been the most difficult portion of my pursuit of health and fitness since I began training. For some reason I can’t quite get a grip on this at the moment and it’s very frustrating for me, especially since it’s my job to motivate others to improve in this department. I feel like a dentist who just can’t seem to grasp the importance of brushing their teeth. It’s ridiculous. I need to find a motivator because at the moment appearance and health benefits alone aren’t cutting it. The crazy thing is that once I get some momentum going, I’m unstoppable. Give me a week of clean eating and then you’d be hard-pressed to get me to slip up with even a bite of sweets or fast food because I don’t want to ‘blow my streak’. Until I get that roll going though I suck.
I have to kick the cravings and for that to happen I just have to avoid the foods my mind is crying out for. The good news is that these cravings tend to be strongest at night… right around the time that I should be sleeping. So if I can start getting up earlier and going to bed earlier as well, that should be half the battle. All I need is seven days under my belt and then I’m on a roll and I’ll be good. The question is – how do I do this? Do I have to take the week off work and lock myself in my bedroom with nothing but chicken breast and steamed veggies? I have to figure something out or I’m doomed to walk around on these wimpy getaway sticks forever!
Well, workout #2 is done and mt legs are toast. I finished what I came to do and they’re quivering nicely right now. I think it’s time to go home, catch a little personal time and then crash. Catch you tomorrow,