off roading.

Boy! what does twelve hours of workout a week do? It takes up time and I am barely getting to my blog in such as long time. In two weeks I had to add ten hours, five each week. I guess the reason why I hired a trainer was for him to get me on the right track because I obviously wasn't. Part of this experience has been to rely on what he says and listen to him. For the most part I do. However, there is a little part of my brain that tells me that it wouldn't hurt to deviate from the plan just a little. Saturday was weigh in and measurement day. I was sad to know that all my hours of hard work only amounted to a 4 pound loss. The upside, I lost several inches from my waist, arms and hips. I thought I deserved more pounds off, I sure wanted more. I am now 246 and have over 100 pounds to go.

So I guess that is my issue this weekend. I wanted more of a pay off for my hard work because I thought I was worthy. In reality, it may have been what I wanted, but I did not have a perfect two weeks. Yes, I deviated from the workout plan by not making my 12 hours a week and I did not have the right foods for a couple of meals. Therefore, I got what I deserve. Does that make sense? The only thing I can do is, do better. In retrospect, I guess I could have done more somewhere in those two weeks. You may be asking your self why the increase of hours. The worse thing about it is the finding the time. The fortunate thing is the reason why I have to do it. Remember way back when, I believe in September, when I told you how out of shape I was. All the exercise I have done since then has strengthened my heart and body. In order for me to get my heart rate up or for my body to react to the exercise, I have to work out more hours a week and the intensity has to increase. So for my husband who started later, he can walk and get his heart rate up to burn calories. Whereas, I have to jog in order to have the same results. The journey does get harder and there are definitely moments where your brain has a road block and you have to make a decision to continue or give up. This is truly the most difficult thing I have ever committed to and I need to rethink everything to put everything in check.

So where am I today. I feel like the next two weeks are a fresh start and my goal is not to go off the road. I am going to really give myself the benefits of two weeks of exercise as scheduled and following the meal planning menu. This way, when the next weigh in happens I can say, I stayed focus and committed. The scale or measuring tape reading will be what it is, but I will be satisfied with the effort I invested.

When you drive on the road, you see signs referring how long it takes to get to certain cities. I have past the fifty mile mark. So as I continue the drive, here is my sign to stay focus: 100 mile mark is around the corner!