University has started and I think I'll lose more of my weight out of pure stress more then anything else. When I'm not at school, I"m at work. When I'm not at work, I'm at the gym. When I'm not at the gym, I'm sleeping! I've been so busy this past week that I've been skipping meals because I have litterally just not had the time to eat which is really not usual for me.
Since I've been stretched so thin this week that I wasn't even able to complete my workout with my trainer. He had me doing weight circuits and my eyes were closing on me and my muscles where not listening to my brain by the 3rd round of the circuit and I felt like I was going to fall over at any moment. So he had me stop and sit for a while until I could function again. The worst was how I felt after I had two more reps and a set of abs left for me to finish the circuit and I wasn't able to I felt like I let myself down... but I guess that, in some way is still better then if I had literally fallen down?
Once I get used to this new busy schedule of mine I'm sure I'll handle it much better physically.
My goal for the next two weeks until I see my trainer again is 3 pounds in 2 weeks. Completely manageable! I'm very excited to reach it because every pound counts.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
I'm going to F**king kick your ass!
Were one of the first words my new trainer said to me when I met him today, I like him already! I did all of 30 minutes cardio with him after we sat down and ' got to know each other ' and yet my legs are killing me. I think this is going to be good and exactly what I need.
Also he's a treadmill guy! NOT A STAIRMASTER GUY! Thank the sweet sweet heavens, but I do still believe he's going to kick my ass and that makes me happy not worried. He's really intense without being too pushy and is also a total jokester like I was hoping for. I trust that we're going to get on just great and that I may be finally, realistically, on my way to getting the body that I want.
F**cking kick away Vittia! Kick away!
Also he's a treadmill guy! NOT A STAIRMASTER GUY! Thank the sweet sweet heavens, but I do still believe he's going to kick my ass and that makes me happy not worried. He's really intense without being too pushy and is also a total jokester like I was hoping for. I trust that we're going to get on just great and that I may be finally, realistically, on my way to getting the body that I want.
F**cking kick away Vittia! Kick away!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Frienemy
I went to the gym yesterday and booked myself a personal trainer and I'm really excited. I've booked enough sessions to see him bi-weekly all the way up to my 21st birthday hopefully this will help me make sure that I'm kicking off my new year's in style... preferably in the way of a little black dress hmm? ;)
My trainer will be a young Asian gentleman, I think I would have preferred to have a fellow female so I would be able to explain my 'Kim Kardashian bod' goal without turning beet red in the face, but I'm thinking positively and assuming that he's going to be someone very amiable and a person I am able to joke with as well as be competely serious about my training.
I'm dreading the thought of getting acquainted with my Frienemy; The Stairmaster!!! It has to be the exercise machine that I dislike the most, make me run make me sweat give me weights and push ups and moves that make me look like a crazy person in the gym but please just don't put me on the stairmaster! ... Too bad it gets results.
My previous trainer LIVED by the mighty powers of the stairmaster. He put it into every single one of my routines thank goodness it was never longer then 5 minutes that i had to suffer.
But if my new trainer is good friends with my frienemy well then I guess I'll just have to suck it up and play nice.
I have even though of a mantra to use on it to go along with it;
WITH pain, NO gain! And that's exactly what I'm hoping for.
Kirsy
My trainer will be a young Asian gentleman, I think I would have preferred to have a fellow female so I would be able to explain my 'Kim Kardashian bod' goal without turning beet red in the face, but I'm thinking positively and assuming that he's going to be someone very amiable and a person I am able to joke with as well as be competely serious about my training.
I'm dreading the thought of getting acquainted with my Frienemy; The Stairmaster!!! It has to be the exercise machine that I dislike the most, make me run make me sweat give me weights and push ups and moves that make me look like a crazy person in the gym but please just don't put me on the stairmaster! ... Too bad it gets results.
My previous trainer LIVED by the mighty powers of the stairmaster. He put it into every single one of my routines thank goodness it was never longer then 5 minutes that i had to suffer.
But if my new trainer is good friends with my frienemy well then I guess I'll just have to suck it up and play nice.
I have even though of a mantra to use on it to go along with it;
WITH pain, NO gain! And that's exactly what I'm hoping for.
Kirsy
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The First Step; THIN-k
Is not denial, not for me. The first step was believing. I have been thumb wrestling with my weight my entire life. I'm not overly over weight but I'm not comfortable in my own skin and there in lies my first problem. I've been trying for a year now to try and lose the weight I want to lose and get to a healthy 140 pounds. I've paid for a trainer, gone to a nutritionist, religiously attended Zumba classes, bought countless workout DVD's, subscribed to FITNESS magazine, made goal plans, stuck sticky notes with messages and skinny girl images on my walls and googled everything and anything weightloss and ways to target 'Problem Areas' but none of this money spent and hope that ' maybe this will do the trick' hasn't done a thing to change my head to toe "Problem Area.
Then today I had a Buddha moment I realized that no matter how much I WANTED to lose the weight I wasn't able to picture it. So I closed my eyes and I saw it in my mind, and I imagined to feel it with my body. Me.. Thin! In my mind I felt my muffin top smooth out over my hips, I imagined my thighs no longer rubbing, I felt my belly tight and flat and my arms fold into a 90 degree position below my shoulders instead of sticking out to the sides on a slight angle. I pictured myself running in a two piece bathing suit with only a natural jiggle. I imagined my boyfriend being able to easily swing me up in his arms and hold me there. I felt empowered, I felt free and I felt that I COULD have this. I CAN feel this. I can be this girl.
So I got myself a trainer at the gym, I got myself a mantra 'THIN-K' and I got myself a blog, mostly for me but it makes me happy to think that you, the readers ( if I have any ) will enjoy my journey, my writing and maybe even be inspired to kick Denial out of your list of excuses and try Believing on for size, and believe me it fits and feels real nice!
Kirsy
Then today I had a Buddha moment I realized that no matter how much I WANTED to lose the weight I wasn't able to picture it. So I closed my eyes and I saw it in my mind, and I imagined to feel it with my body. Me.. Thin! In my mind I felt my muffin top smooth out over my hips, I imagined my thighs no longer rubbing, I felt my belly tight and flat and my arms fold into a 90 degree position below my shoulders instead of sticking out to the sides on a slight angle. I pictured myself running in a two piece bathing suit with only a natural jiggle. I imagined my boyfriend being able to easily swing me up in his arms and hold me there. I felt empowered, I felt free and I felt that I COULD have this. I CAN feel this. I can be this girl.
So I got myself a trainer at the gym, I got myself a mantra 'THIN-K' and I got myself a blog, mostly for me but it makes me happy to think that you, the readers ( if I have any ) will enjoy my journey, my writing and maybe even be inspired to kick Denial out of your list of excuses and try Believing on for size, and believe me it fits and feels real nice!
Kirsy
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