Alright, time to give myself some credit. I’ve been hitting the gym at 3 in the freakin’ morning, not just once or twice, but 3+ times a week for the past seven weeks. That’s nearly two months of pure consistency. Honestly, I’m kinda amazed at myself. This level of commitment is something I didn’t think I had in me before, but here I am, kicking ass and making gains.
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I ache a lot, especially my shoulder. I’ve been afraid it’s a rotator cuff injury, but after talking to a mate of mine, I think it’s more of a stretching issue.
I’ve actually been considering doing the OG P90X Yoga on my own accord. That’s how much I want to limber up.
Today’s workout wasn’t “one for the books,” but I worked out, and that’s what matters, right‽
Short workouts, but that is better than nothing. I’ve had this nerve-like pain in my right arm for ages. It doesn’t feel muscle related, but whatever it is, is kicking my ass. I’m trying to just power through it.
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This morning I skipped my run and just did regular strength training. It’s me getting back into it so I wasn’t expecting too much. I also have this weird strain in my chest. Even with light weights on the bar it feels like 1 strand of muscle is being pulled from the top of my left pec. I guess for now, I’ll just make sure I’m properly stretched and take it easy on the weight used.
That’s not the problem though. The problem is that I want to run. The problem with that is I have always hated running. Hated. It’s definitely throwing my brain for a loop. Stupid brain. Stupid legs.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve started and restarted P90X. Something always comes up or I just realize I really don’t give a shit and I bail.
I know for a fact that I can get results from P90X, but an hour is really pushing it for me on my own. I was able to go through P90X3 for a while. They are a bit easier to digest since they average about 30 minutes, but I didn’t feel like I was getting any results. And to be honest, my motivation has just been shit.
I did pick up a used squat rack and a bunch of free weights a couple of weeks ago. I miss weights. I miss that ache. Weights, I feel I can stick with. I’ve been lifting the past couple of weeks. There’s just that feeling that hits 2 days after lifting. It hurts, but damn, it’s a good hurt.
The weights are just easier for me to stick with. I definitely have to do something. My don’t give a shit attitude has resulted in my heaviest weight except for when I was on steroids when I was younger.
My goals are to lift consistently on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays with cardio on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and possible Saturday.
Go me!
Edit: Holy shit. I just noticed this post is just over 2 years to the last post. 17 lbs. heavier. Fuck this shit.
