Last week, we realized another month had flown by and we were getting seriously close to another measurement day. Rather than take our measurements the DAY after Easter, we decided to bite the bullet and just do them before we did any more damage with Easter candy.
Having just come off of my New Orleans binge, I was NOT looking forward to judgement day this time around. Honestly I was hoping my measurements didn’t go UP. While that wasn’t the case, my measurements were far from the progress I saw in the first two months. Everything stayed the same except .5″ in my calves… and I did go down .5% body fat, which I was honestly surprised and happy with. Kerry’s measurements went down more than mine, but this was her least productive month for measurements as well.
So went into the Easter weekend with that hanging over our heads. I ate carrot cake and Easter candy, feeling guilty all the while. Greg was very encouraging, however… and when we got back he said we would do measurements again in another week. A second chance to get back on track.
I admit I’ve been slacking. Once I start down that slippery slope of junk food, it’s hard to stop. But this week I’ve really concentrated on drinking enough water, getting in my veggies, and not giving into my chocolate cravings. I’ve also upped my mileage… and Greg has seriously upped the intensity of our workouts. Including new a new use for these:
We use medicine balls pretty much every workout, usually 12 pounders to slam/toss back and forth to one another. This time, we did a new exercise, which is a new least-favorite for me. We only used a 6 lb ball, probably because using a 12 lb ball for this one would be IMPOSSIBLE.
Here’s a recipe for instantly sore legs/abs:
- Lay on your back, legs straight out in front of you.
- Place the medicine ball in between your feet and squeeze it.
- Lift the medicine ball off the ground using your legs.
- Bend your knees, bringing the medicine ball closer to your torso.
- Extend legs back out straight, keeping the ball in the air.
- Keep bending and extending until failure.
This was one of the many exercises Greg had us do this week with very little rest in between. It was tough, but we survived.
When I work out hard, I tend to put better fuel in my body. Even if my measurements don’t budge the second time around, this was the kick in the rear I needed to get back on track and start eating healthy again.