Once I got to a # I was pretty content with and no longer
FELT chunky on a daily basis, I stopped being so crazy about cardio and
thoroughly enjoyed a workout that consisted primarily of weights. Was I
seeing results? Yep. Were my pants fitting any better than they were
before? Nope. I know I need to find a better combination of the two.
This week I'm making an effort to get to the gym at 5:15. Supposedly
they open at 5:30 but the doors usually get unlocked around 5:15! What's
that mean? Means my jiggly ass can get in 45 minutes of cardio PLUS 30
minutes of weights and still have time for my morning routine.
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| Ok ok, so this might be one of the creepier selfies I've taken. |
That's my goal for this week. Good thing I
don't give a shit about sleep! Also, the weekends have been crushing my
ass lately, not in a good way. This upcoming weekend won't be much
different! So let's go for Meathead Monday (through Friday) so that come
Saturday and Sunday I don't feel bad about eating some birthday cake.
Ben is turning 30 and I'm throwing his ass a little cookout on Saturday.
And although cake goes best with milk, lezbehonest, I'll be chasing it
with cocktails.
Must. Work. Ass. Off. This. Week.
In
other news. The woman on the elliptical next to me looked like she
was about to give birth this morning. I just kept thinking she'd really
fuck up my bicep routine if she did.
And because I didn't take any pictures of cardio,
weights and pregnant ladies, here's a few pictures from this weekend's
shenanigans. The highlights of which included a some quality time with Ben, a bonfire with my brother and soon-to-be sis and some Puerto Rican cooking lessons from mom!
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| Arroz con pollo…working on getting the recipe! |
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