So...
I have been all over the map in the last week with my effort levels. I have no idea why, it is wicked clear to me (and everyone around me) when I'm having a perfect day. I feel completely in control of everything in my life. And there is no better way to describe my attitude in general as "kickin' ass and takin' names" I love it, its like a high. A really hard high to score.
I set the bar kinda high for myself for my habits (having workout done before work/before family is up) as my house could be burning down around me and I wouldn't even kick off the covers. I sleep very, very deep. The hypochondriac in me has been freaked out about that for a while, but what kind of a-hole goes to the doctor because he sleeps too good?
Today was an awesome day. Its 9:00pm I still have 19 ww points left. I had my water busted out by 2:30 and was thirsty by 3:00. I stared down some Reese's PB ice cream after dinner, and won. I'm trying to ease up with the days off, as I'm mostly interested in kickin' some face this week. I have started a new regiment of medication for the never ending headaches and one of the most common side effects is weight gain, not really excited about fighting that fight...but I'm gonna win.
Took the new wheels out for a 2.8 mile slowride, but that didn't feel like quite enough for a good workout so... I hit the 'mill at full incline @ 3 mph shadowboxing with weighted mitts on. That got me sweatin', throwing punches like you mean it for 20 minutes, is a wicked cardio workout. I recommend it (to my team...screw you other guys)
Thats all I got, I'm going to try to post more often than my mandatory once a week. So...
Peace out.
.adam.
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