Still Standing

So I'm still pushing play, despite this virus that has either never left or is making the rounds through GNB again still ravaging my system. (Seriously. It's not pretty. You can ask the people at Olive Garden.) I did Punch, Kick  & Jam earlier in the week, and my sweats fell down. Awe-SOME! I also did Cardio Party with my mom later that night. How'd she like it? Well, she was really feeling the music and the routines. What she didn't like was the water break after the Turbo section. According to her, it was just another 30 seconds that she could've been done sooner. Either way, I burned her a copy, and she's considering getting a pair of weighted gloves, as well.

The only REAL issue with doing TJ is that my eating habits have changed - not the fault of Chalene, of course. It's that I've had NO appetite since being sick (constant cravings of OG breadsticks, notwithstanding) and it's begun to affect my metabolism negatively. Despite the sweatpants incident, it feels like I haven't been getting anywhere in my weight (fat) loss journey. I eat decently at dinner - one serving, where I used to eat three or four - but for the rest of the day I don't eat anything. I was starving at work one night and ordered jalapeno poppers. Eight come in an order, and I ate three before tossing the rest in the garbage. My job is moderately demanding physically - moving up and down lanes, and carrying weights (balls) that range from 6 to 16 pounds - and with no appetite, I'm not bringing in the fuel needed for it to actually BURN anything. And vomiting immediately after finishing my ravioli definitely isn't helping.

I've also been deliberately NOT weighing or measuring myself, as a result. Next set of measurements and pictures will be up next month.

For the Record

I HAVE been keeping up with my workouts, even though there's been an embarrassing lack of posts lately. Well, until last week, anyway. Unfortunately, last Monday was the only scheduled workout that I did, because I've been struck down with a virus. Stupidly, I continued to work with a fever until Saturday morning when I bit the bullet, called out sick for the first time EVER, and went to the doctor. While I DID get a few miles worth of walking in, I may have made myself worse. I'm not allowed to return to work until Wednesday (well, TECHNICALLY, it's Tuesday, but I'm off that day) as per Dr. Mebane's orders. Seriously. She even had the administrative assistants draft a letter to to give my bosses.

My intention was to ignore last week and return to Turbo Jam today, but I still feel pretty shitty. So much so that I can't sleep for extended periods of time without choking on mucus. Today, I'm up to an hour and forty-five minutes. So tomorrow I'm going to be doing a double-shot (really, a triple-shot) of TJ and I'm going to make up yesterday's workout on Saturday (my rest day). Hopefully, that'll get me back on track.

I'm Back! I'm Back!

So the holidays are over and I'm back to working out on a regular basis.  For the last week or so, I've been doing Leslie Sansone's Walk Away the Pounds (the original) 2-Mile with my parents. Today, I started Turbo Jam for the first time in my two years of owning it. I also bought a new pedometer and some weighted gloves. I almost bought some speed weights, but they were more than I wanted to spend. I KNEW I should've bought those 25-pound (12.5 each) ones that I saw at Tar-zhay a while back. (I'll see if they still have them before I start Chalene Extreme in two months.) 
Food-wise, I've started limiting my alcoholic beverages. It wouldn't be so hard if I drank beer (besides the VERY occasional Blue Moon) since I could have a light one, cut down on calories and satisfy my craving for both alcohol and bread. But I don't drink beer - it tastes awful and looks like piss, so I avoid it as much as necessary. Alas, my weakness is for hard liquor which packs MORE empty calories in a SMALLER amount than either beer or wine. If I can drop to one adult beverage a week, I should be able to dramatically reduce my caloric intake.

As for Turbo Jam, I did the "Learn and Burn." I learned the "Elite Eleven" moves. Think the 3Ts of Hip Hop Abs + the punches and kicks of Power 90's Sweat * 3. Add "Let It Whip" and "A Night to Remember" as workout tunes and you basically have L&B. The punches and the kicks were harder for me to pull of while staying on balance than the ones in P90, though.

See ya on Wednesday, when after I do "20 Minutes."

No, I'm Not Dead, But...

I have been extremely busy lately, especially now that school has started back up (I'm typing this as I prepare to take a test in Conceptual Physics). What does that mean for this blog? Well, I've been slacking post-Day 60, so I'm going to go on temporary hiatus. How temporary? Well, I'll be back next Monday, starting Rockin' Body as originally scheduled. After a double rotation of Shaun T, I'm going to restart P90 from the beginning, no Master Quest - er, I mean, Master Series (sorry, I recently got into an argument - ahem - a discussion about Zelda canon and it's still fresh in my mind) until I make it through a full rotation. So, see you in 6 days.

So...About that 3-4...

So I'm typing this as I prepare for a trip to Atlanta. Yes, I got long enough off work to go out of the state. Shut up about it.

Progress Report

So today is Day 42, also known as "The Last Day of 1-2." Okay, okay; yesterday was supposed to be my last day of 1-2 (if you follow the Excel spreadsheet. WOWY had 3-4 starting on Day 31, and the original calendar starts 3-4 on Day 45 when Power 90 would be half over), but I missed the workouts for Friday and Saturday because...well, work has me bloody exhausted. Anyway, I had to do a double on what was originally supposed to be my rest day.

New Picture Time!!!

Front Fat

I took a pic from the side this time. And for the record, I actually DID take these on time - I've just been so busy at work that I didn't get to post them until now.

Side Fat