....and that is likely why my body felt like it was going to collapse this morning. Last night, as the beginning of my 90 minutes a day workout commitment to myself, I did Insanity's Max Interval Plyo (55 minutes, of which I only did 50) and The Biggest Loser Cardio Boot Camp (40 minutes). Insanity has a lot of crazy jumping and varied level movements within each circuit, including all sorts of Power Jumps, Diamond Jumps, Power Push Ups, and different forms of squatting. The Biggest Loser Boot Camp actually scaffolds your cardiovascular workout, starting with Bob, modulating through Jillian, and ending with Kim. I'm thinking it's a good workout when you have NOT totally killed your body with Insanity. Insanity, to me, is a selfish program LOL! I don't think Shaun T really intends for you to do anything else, other than collapse in your shower, after an Insanity workout (even though I know there are some exercise lunatic crazies who do, like, 4 Insanity and P90X workouts back to back LOL - I still love yall Jazz, Evelyn, Erin, Jackie, Jesse, and Luke!)! Alas, after my workouts, I was completely done. The shower felt wonderful. I don't even remember dinner - I think it was a single piece of fish (I couldn't lift much to fix anything else LOL) - and I slept like a baby.
And then I woke up, feeling like I was ole boy in Misery getting hobbled by crazy lady Kathy Bates.
In my previous life (yes, three whole days ago) I would let this soreness deter me from working out today, but I can no longer make that choice. Since I made some poor breakfast choices and only have 240 calories left, in my limit of 1500, for the day, I am further determined to make it to Bikram this evening. I may shoot for the 6:30 class; that way if I feel so inclined, I can rock a double and do my second class with my former coworker. Bikram is always better with a friend. You can give each other crazy looks in between postures; you can try to make each other laugh so that the torture isn't so tormenting; you can share water if you need to. And, thankfully, my 240 calories is just the right amount to have an Isagenix shake after class. I know I will want some chocolate, but I am also thankful that there are no convenience stores between here and Bikram AND that my milk supply is almost done.
I feel slimmer, but I think it's also in my mind. Importantly enough, though, I think that's where this entire transformation begins. It continues when you can look in the mirror and, unconditionally, like what you see. I want to like what I see without having to worry about sucking my stomach in or turning to a certain angle. I also don't want to have to wear Spanxx or Flexees to smooth out the rough spots; I know Tyra Banks admits to wearing them but I don't care about all that.
Finding an appropriate workout regimen is hard work. There is no one "program" that works for everyone. I think, first, you need to clearly identify what your goals are. They don't necessarily have to be "number" related goals; my goal right now is to fit into my mother's dress. I don't know what that means, weight wise, but I'll know when I fit it LOL! Wearing that dress also means I'll be far more likely to be able to roam a Banana Republic or Limited and pick something up and not have to worry about whether or not it fits. I also know what I want my stomach to look like. Every person embarking on this journey has a "trouble" area and mine is my hidden 6 pack :). It is hidden so well under layers and layers of fat that you can't even see it anymore. It's ok, though. Thanks to Insanity and Bikram, I can see my rib cage; that's progress!
But I digress.
When I look in the mirror I can move and manipulate my ample midsection into the formation I wish it would take; my goal, now, is to get it there without having to move it LOL and this, I know, will take a lot of time, patience, dedication, and commitment to deliberate caloric intake and daily exercise.
And far fewer Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and glass after glass of whole milk.
So, so goes another day in this journey. Hopefully today's yoga class(es) will stretch out this muscle soreness and allow me to heal a little bit better. If not, it'll still be a good 900-1000 calories burned and another investment in me.
P.S. As an addendum to this post, I now write after having completed 1.25 yoga classes. Back in my Philly days I regularly cranked out a double every Saturday morning. It is evident, from my being on the verge of passing out, that I am not there yet. It's all good, though. I'm getting better at listening to my body and that will only help in the long run!
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