So
it’s been a while since I’ve written. Honestly I have no excuse other than
piling all this shit on my silver platter that I call life. I’ve been attending
massage classes, on top of having weekly trades (practicing on our classmates)
and clinics (practicing on the public). From Tuesday til Friday I commute to
Cupertino for work. I drive down Tuesday, leave my car in Mountain View to take
Caltrain back to the city where my awesome dad picks me up from the station to
bring me home, where my mom has dinner cooked and ready to eat (living at home
does have its perks… as long as I give my mom a massage too). During the week I
will take Muni to the Caltrain station. It’s almost a 2 hour fiasco to get to
Cupertino really. Then I usually take the baby bullet train home, unless I find
out I have games to cover late into the night I work late. All in all, I
thrive… somehow. I’m getting paid at least (well… that’s a slightly different
story). “Why the hell would you do that? Why not just move there or work in the
city?” Okay, that’s a completely different conversation. It could be worse.
One might ask, “how do you squeeze in workouts then? What
about your eating habits?” Well, it helps to set aside time to do a workout,
weather it’s a HIIT home workout or a push/pull weight lifting workout that I
do at work (my office is literally sharing a wall with the weight room..). the
HIIT workouts vary every time I do it. I think I’ve gotten to the point where I
don’t like doing the same workout more than 2x a week unless I’m trying to
improve time or reps. Those workouts are 30 minutes or less. The only time I
can lift with a push/pull workout is Wednesday because my work will start later
due to the kids being in class later. I can only get my hands on the iron on
Wednesdays, which suck because there are other days where I have the need to
lift but I have nothing in my house that fulfills my satisfaction of lifting
iron. Regarding food/diet on an average day I will try my best to set food
aside the night before so that I have more time in the morning to get my
workout in, including a shower and doing girly things to get ready for the day
(slap on my moisturizer, some lotion, put deodorant on, tie up my hair… etc.
And once in a blue moon line my eyes, curl my lashes, and slab on mascara or
just save that for the train ride).
My boyfriend and I are planning on going Paleo after reading
that famous book that is ever so popular now. I don’t remember what it’s
called. Anyway, we’re going to attempt that lifestyle. At the same time I’m
eating as clean as I can now; less to no seasonings, less salt, more fiber,
more whole grain/wholesome foods, more veggies, and my usual meat/poultry. I do get cravings for junk/sweet foods.
When I do I pop a square of dark choco from Trader Joes and call it good, or
eat some fruit. On top of my diet I supplement a little bit. I’ll have my
protein shake as a post workout “meal” and take a daily fish oil supplement and
a daily vitamin on a every other day basis because I know my body doesn’t need
to have such a high influx of vitamins and minerals when it’s only going to be
expelled (waste of money too). My diet needs more refining so hopefully this
Paleo diet will do wonders and improve my muscular toning even more so.
Speaking of toning I have seen some improvement. My shoulders
look a little more defined, my obliques are peaking out more, my tire (lower
gut) is getting smaller, and my core feels more solid. I know this is taking a
long time… I’ve been lifting for about 3 years now? Maybe slightly less. And I
love it. I love getting creative with some of the exercises to avoid that
stupid plateau. I love showing some different moves to others then seeing their
reaction as if I just spoke a different language. My posture has seen a
difference. I definitely feel like I walk with more pride.
Well I’ve eaten pretty bad this whole weekend so I’m not
going to be posting any pics today… I might update those later this month when
my eating flushes out the stuff I ate hehe. Thank you for reading!
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