June 27th, 2012: The scale did that roulette-wheel thing where it bounced back and forth – 251.4 to 251.5 to 251.4, etc., and then just like most of the time when I gamble, it stopped on 251.5, so I’m stuck at 252 again. If the scale does this on June 29th (Day 180), I may stomp a mud-hole in the ass of this scale.
Tomorrow I’m going to do something drastic, and now you leave me alone here because I just have to, HAVE TO, hit this mark. I bought these pills called Watershed. I’ll take them according to the label. I bought Epsom salts, and I’ll follow the label and take a salt bath. I have a neoprene shirt and neoprene beanie from a company called Kutting Weight that I’ll put on during my treadmill workout.
I’m going to keep my diet the same, the reason being is that I’m afraid if I get overly disappointed by not making that weight, or overjoyed by success, I may set myself up for a binge. I ain’t drinking very much fluids today. After I finish this coffee, I’m done.
June 27th, 2020: Since all this Covid-19 shit started, I’ve been doing 2 workouts a day, 7 days a week. I don’t go full out every time, so I’m not breaking myself down. It’s my drug, and it’s Juliana’s drug. It’s Saturday, and this is “date night”. Date night prior to our cessation of drinking meant I would likely add a 6-pack of tall-boy Bud Lights to the standard 18-pack, and I might even have a few mixed drinks if it was a holiday or we were on vacation. The thought of that now makes me nauseous.
Now date night is a later in the evening trip to the gym. I can’t wait. Overall, I’m way more mentally chilled out after a brutal gym workout than I would be if buzzed on that wonderful first 6-pack of beer. After 6 beers it wasn’t fun anymore anyway, I just didn’t realize it.
I wrote above about my frequency of workouts these days. I also said that I’m not going all out every time. This required some conscious thought, because I was putting too much intensity into the 14 workouts/week, and I was starting to get a nervous prior to a workout. What I mean is that I had begun to try to hit a personal best on every machine every time, and although I pretty much have hit those PB’s, it started to transform every workout into a challenge.
Every workout, according to The Program, cannot be an event where you’re gonna go head-to-head with yourself in direct competition. Sometimes you need this challenge; and in fact, I prescribe it at least once a week with one of your varied exercises (which The Program also recommends). You also don’t want to dilute those hard-earned gains, either – that’s a situation closely related to just slacking off. But you shouldn’t be getting scared of yourself when you start thinking about your workout – that’s one type of metaphorical cancer that can be fatal to the program.
What I’ve done then, is change the path to the goal. For example, on the treadmill, I’m shooting for 3 rounds of 3 minutes each, with a minute rest in between, of 6 mph with an incline of 15% (I achieved it before I had hip surgery, and I never thought I’d run again, but I’m back bitches). I can do 1 round, rest, and then do 1 minute of round 2, and then 30 seconds of round 3 before I’m knocking on heaven’s door. It’s mentally just too much, so I’ve modified the path to get around the mental barrier. My first round is now at 6.2 mph/15% incline. Round 2 is now only 30 seconds at 6.0 mph/15% incline. Round 3 is 30 seconds at 6.0 mph/12% incline. I’m not working any less, just different, and my brain says, “oh that’s ok then, no need to worry”. When I plateau here, I’ll go back to the original path and see where this took me.
Lots of fun ways to hit goals that I can’t wait to relate to you!
