I'm such a wuss. It's day three and I'm already over working out. My back hurts, my arms hurt, my calves are on fire ... and I really want to cook the Hamburger Helper I bought on sale last week for dinner tonight. Moderation is indeed key, so I could probably swing eating a normal human portion of crap and justify it, but the problem is I am STARVING, so I obviously want to eat a ton of anything. If I'm gonna binge, it might as well be on smoothies, yogurt and salad (with no ranch, of course).
I'm quickly seeing how money is going to be a problem here. You'd think straight up produce wouldn't be that expensive, and it isn't, but it's the proteins and stuff for interesting yet low-calorie sauces and FRUIT that are killing my budget. I would LOVE some healthy and delicious seared tuna tonight, but I can't justify spending money on any fish, let alone tuna steaks. Okay, so that's partially my fault because my picky self doesn't like fishy fish, which are cheaper. But still - the fruit is what is absolutely driving me nuts. I'm really enjoying my smoothies and I feel guilt-free about drinking them, but fresh or frozen fruit is crazy expensive! Wow - this rationalization thing is really pervasive.
The workout - DAH! Shoulders and arms?!?!?!?!? I thought the first P90X was all upper body - it sure felt that way! But no - re-checking the label, the first workout was just chest and back, and today is shoulders and arms. The bright side of this is that the following has never been more relevant:
Oh, it's a deep burn! Oh, it's so deep! I can barely lift my right arm 'cause I did so many. I don't know if you heard me counting, I did over a thousand. You have your ubulus muscle that connects to the upper dorsimus. It's boring, but it's part of my life. I'm just gonna grab this shirt, if you don't mind. Just watch out for the guns. They'll get you.
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