week 1 = finished.
and man, was that hard. 3 days of sculpt, and 3 days of sweat. (but more like 6 days of sweat).
okay, here’s the thing. it’s definitely a good workout, and i’m definitely working up a sweat, and i’m definitely feeling energized after it all, butstill.
some of those testimonials you see and read can’t be real, can they? they can’t actually whip you into that kind of shape? they have to be the .09% of people that suck and magically look rocking at the end of it all?
I know my body isn’t going to change in one week…but I want it to. I know that this is going to take the full 90 days for me to see what this program can and can’t do. butdamn I’m impatient.
any one else feeling discouraged here?
well. 88 days to go.
its surprising me how good the work out is feeling, albeit it’s hard to walk around after because I’m so sore. I shouldn’t have taken the two weeks off of finals week and the first week of summer. that was dumb. and now my body is complaining.
the P90 program alternates between two workouts:
half of the week you do the “sculpt” workout, which uses resistance bands and makes me say “ow ow ow ow” each time I do a rep because, let’s be honest, homegirl doesn’t have muscles and resistance bands suck.
the other half of the week you do the “sweat” workout and the “ab ripper” workout. I like the sweat workout because it combines yoga with steps I learned in step aerobics, and other cardio exercises like jumping jacks. it’s hard, but not impossible. the ab ripper hurts, and I’m REALLY skeptical that working out my abs for 12 minutes a week will make me as ripped as Tony Horton.
as of right now, i’m not sure how sure I am that this P90 program is going to whip me into the shape it promises. okay, I’m 50% sure. I don’t think I’ll be sporting a 6pack by the end of summer, although that’d be awesome; but I don’t think that working out 6 days a week can hurt either.
we’ll see. for today: skepticism reigns.
for tomorrow: it’s onto day 3.
If my current twenty-one-year-old self could turn around and talk to that eighteen-year-old self and give her some advice, it would be something like this:
don’t be so terrified of what people think of you, or what people are going to say about you, or who doesn’t like you or why.
hug your friends whenever you see them, and remind them often how much they mean to you.
don’t try so hard.
accept that things aren’t going to work out.
work out. often.
sometimes, the best people in your life are the ones that have been there all along.
sing loudly in the car on the way home. or cry. or talk yourself through whatever is aggravating you. car trips are therapeutic.
so is being home.
you won’t like bubble island tea.
you’ll be just fine.
Happy college graduation, self.
Onto the next phase of life.
(which started, unofficially, yesterday)
this blog will be transforming into something a little bit different than usual. starting on a TBD date, this blog will become my fitness diary.
all semester long, I’ve been working on getting into better shape—and I have—but there still is a ways to go. in order to make myself more accountable, and so I can literally see the changes in my body with the choices I’m making, this blog will become my semi-daily fitness center. this will be for diet choices, exercise choices, mistakes, and what I hope it a grand finale of a newer, leaner, healthier version of me at the end of the summer.
why? well, because. but also because I’m tired of being sort of in shape, and sort of not. I’m tired of feeling kind of uncomfortable with certain parts of my body. I’m tired of not treating my body well by eating good foods and moving more. I’m tired of my excuses.
and as soon as I’m settled at home once graduation is over, it begins.
I’m going to start the summer with:
- trying to be vegetarian (or at least eat less red meat….or at least eat more vegetables and fruit….or at least not consume strictly carbs in one day.)
- listen to my body cravings. eat only when I’m hungry, and avoid eating in front of the TV.
- working out 6 days per week with the P90 program
I also hope to:
- keep a food diary
- and, most importantly, step on a scale once at the beginning of summer, and not step on a scale again until the end of summer. it’s not a numbers thing. it’s a feel good about yourself thing.
and I’m going to do it.
