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Les Mills COMBAT Day 9: Power HIIT 1 and T-Rex Tuesday!

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Greetings, Nonathletes!

Today, I met my nemesis in battle again, and while I may not have been able to perform every single burpee-pushup-jump-squat and had to modify the occasional lunge and lower my weights again, I did a LOT better this time around than before!

This should have been more obvious since I did INSANITY, but I’ve found that the secret to overcoming high intensity interval training, especially workouts like this which utilize both calisthenics and fast-paced weight training, is a clear mind and an absolute determination pre-workout. That applies to any and all workouts, sure, but personally, these plyometrics and clean and presses required me to psych the hell up and NEED to win, NEED to finish as much as I can, NEED to meet my friend fatigue head on!

Oh, and I may not have completely overcome the workout, but don’t worry…I’m doing it again on Thursday. Oh, joy.

My nutrition today was spot on, although I got another really bad craving, this time for Buffalo Wild Wings and their infamous Wing Tuesday, or as I like to call it, T-Rex Tuesday (Chickens evolved from T-Rexes, right?). I’ve been getting nightly cravings a LOT recently, and tonight’s was stronger than ever. I wanted nothing more than to slam 12 wings, tossed in their signature Hot sauce, juicy and falling off the bone, accompanied by some crispy and soft potato wedges covered in cheddar, paired with a nice little side of blue cheese dressing and some Seagram’s 7 whiskey.

But as I’ve said, I want to transform my body, my soul, and my mind more than I want a quick junk food fix, and that’s why I didn’t eat that despite wanting it more than ever. It takes strength to prioritize what’s important long term over what’s important in the heat of the moment, and I might slip up and indulge now and again, but not tonight. And not tomorrow. Not anytime soon. Not until I feel that I truly have EARNED the right to indulge, after I’ve put in work and done something GOOD for myself because that’s what I deserve. That’s what we all deserve.

Keep it real and *kisses fist* stay with the fight.

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Les Mills COMBAT Day 8: Combat 60

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I have to say, doing Combat 60 (which is more like Combat 54, but that’s ok), I felt like a phoenix rising from the ashes of the night before. I felt powerful, unstoppable, completely focused. My front and back kick combos were on point, my footwork was getting noticeably faster, and in general I had a really solid workout. While the MMA workouts might not be as excruciatingly exhausting as INSANITY (that’s what we have the HIIT workouts for), they require an intense amount of focus and discipline if you want to burn as many calories as possible. Maybe it’s in my head, but thanks to LMC, I’m already noticing myself slim down a bit.

Later that night, I had some cravings again. It’s always in the evenings, I very rarely want Taco Bell in the morning or afternoon. I guess it’s just the psychology of wanting a reward like that at the end of the day, since I’d reward myself with food like that almost all the time after class ended during college. But you know what I did? I talked to my Beachbody Coach. She’s always been there for me and is an amazingly kind, intuitive and strong individual, and she helped break down why I was craving that food, and explained that eating crap like that isn’t cool or awesome or funny, it’s disgusting and not indicative of what makes a person strong. Now working out 5-6 days a week and eating things your body loves, now that’s a different story. I just want to take this time to thank her from the bottom of my heart, and thank all of you for the likes. Feel free to comment and engage in discussion as well, this blog isn’t just for me, it’s for nonathletes (AND athletes!) everywhere who have something on their minds.

Keep it real and *kisses fist* stay with the fight.

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Les Mills COMBAT Days 5-7: Combat 45, Lower Body Lean Out, Rest

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WARNING: Self-entitled rant in 5…4…3…2…

So, on Friday I worked out with Combat 45 but gained 6 pounds that night because I had the audacity to go to a friend’s going away party and indulge in a little junk food. 6 pounds. Let that sink in. That’s a baby. I became 9 months pregnant in 12 hours.

Sure, it’s just water weight, but it’s water weight that’s refusing to go away even after drinking tons of water and dancing my @$$ off at a night club AND doing Lower Body Lean Out on Saturday. So what did I do? I ate some more. Boneless wings, 18 of them.

I make no excuses for my actions, eating more junk the wrong route to go and I acknowledge that. I suppose through my skewed reasoning, it just felt like a personal attack against all the progress that I made. Working out consistently and eating right only to gain back every single pound I lost and then some in the course of one evening. It is true that I made the decision to have that food Friday night, but I’ve never ever gained that kind of weight in one night unless I had a buffet or something, and even then 6 pounds was a lot.

As I type this, it’s Sunday evening and I don’t feel good at all. I have a headache and I’m hungry to the point where my body is itching and I really, really crave some Taco Bell and a couple shots of some form of hard liquor, both resting comfortably at the bottom of Michi’s Ladder. Literally, the very thought of having those things is sending chills through my body and I am having to do everything within my power to stop myself from driving there and buying a 5-layer burrito and the nachos grande. This is food addiction, people. It’s not minor and it’s not imaginary, it’s real and it f***ing sucks.

I apologize for the delay in posting, I just haven’t felt up to typing out my thoughts but I owe it to all of you to express my emotions and everything I’m going through. There are going to be days like this, but I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for following me and putting up with my crazy @$$.

Keep it real and *kisses fist* stay with the fight.

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