Monday, May 08, 2006

Discipline


Today was turning out to be not such a great day by 7 am. I (foolishly) had made an appointment with my personal trainer (that sounds deceptively affluent...) for 6 am this morning since Bella hasn't done very well at their Kids Club lately. When my alarm went off at 5:45 I was repeating this mantra of aggravation: "This is so stupid. This is insane. This is ridiculous." I had barely gotten over the pain he put me through last Thursday, and here I was waking up at a ridiculous hour to do it again. I can (barely) see carving out time to work out when I would otherwise just be watching tv in the morning (partly because I can still sometimes watch tv at the gym), but to wake up and miss an hour and a half of perfectly good sleep to work out- Now that is another sort of discipline altogether. But I did it. I weighed in, it being Monday morning, only to find that I regained the two pounds I lost last week! I weighed myself 3 times just to be sure, with the same result each time. I blame it on the Chinese. (The food, not the people, although they do tend to be obnoxiously slender.) My book club friends and I went out to P.F. Changs (my favorite!) on Saturday for Bridget's birthday, and it always seems to be bad for weigh-ins. Damn MSG. Not a good morning so far. Then I get to the gym, and I'm stretching for going on 20 minutes, waiting for Enoc, my trainer. (Only in Utah!) Yeah, so he didn't show up. It's all good because I ended up doing my cardio anyway, but I was cursing him. I dragged myself out of bed, and he couldn't even make it there. I was partly relieved though, because my paltry 35 minutes of cardio that I had time for was much easier than the grueling hour with him would have been. Don't get me wrong, he's great, but he's a masochist. Or maybe I am. Or maybe I'm just in really bad shape. All I know is that my abs killed for 4 days. It hurt to laugh, or cough, or move, or live. Then I came home and had (point-worthy) cookies for breakfast, and lunch. Discipline is hard.

7 comments:

Jill said...

Whoa, what a morning. I'm impressed that you're meeting with a trainer in the first place, and secondly that you're willing to do so very early in the morning. I doubt you gained 2 pounds from Chinese food, perhaps your gym efforts are building muscle (which weighs more than fat). Either way you're making progress and pushing your personal limits so that's great.

Robin said...

Oh man, that does sound like a rough morning. Kudos to you for having the discipline to get up and do it! I could definitely tell you were in pain Saturday night - ab soreness can be the worst.

michelle said...

Discipline certainly is hard. And I apparently don't have any. But you're inspiring me!

TX Girl said...

Seriously- that was hysterical. Not the pain or your trainer not showing up, but the cookies for breakfast and lunch, the chinese food and pointing out how ridiculously crazy the metabolism must be for people living outside of the US, and last but not least, the msg comments-- my own personal worst enemy. Thank you- I needed it.

Oh and I cannot believe you made an appt for 5:45 am. I call that serious discipline. You must be as crazy as your trainer. Hee-hee.

Hannah said...

You are crazy but inspiring all the same. I hope you try the kid club thing again, maybe Bella just needs to get used to it??? If not, you know I am always willing to help you out and come and watch her cute little self.

Beatrix Kiddo said...

Wow...abs hurt for 4 days! That's amazing.

Bridgitta said...

I agree with Jill- I think the two pounds is in muscle weight. You inspire me as well because I can't seem to get out of bed before 7:30am no matter what time I go to bed! Good job Jessie. By the way-I had a great time at diner thank you thank you!

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