Good day. Hope you’re enjoying your weekend. I have been entertaining family, grocery shopping, cleaning and avoiding posting progress photos. I was even going to post another park workout, but figured you have seen enough of the park across my street. Seriously, it’s nice but not that interesting. I also got my nephew and niece to write a guest post to avoid these progress photos. They are really intelligent and cute I might add.
The long and short of it is, I don’t see the progress I want to see. Allow me to elaborate. It’s hard to gain muscle, especially when you made the mistakes that I have made. I started this blog filled with enthusiasm, ready to transform my body; over-flowing with anticipation. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still enthusiastic, but for about eight months after my first post, I did things that opposed my goals. I was not educated enough, I still continue to learn a lot. When I looked at my body clad in a bathing suit in the mirror on day one, all I could see was holy saddlebags, Batman! I didn’t realize just how disproportionate I looked and it made me sad. Yes, I saw the thin arms, but they didn’t stand out like my thighs. I am not being self-depreciating here, I’m just being realistic. I could only see thighs for days! I left the starting blocks with a bang, doing cardio like a mad women in an attempt to reduce my thighs. Tabata, spin, bootcamp, Zumba, jogging, treadmill drills, you name it, if cardio was on the menu, I was ready to do it. Now, here’s the thing, I was doing weights too. Heavy weights for my upper body, along with this plethora of cardio activities. I cut out a lot of things from my diet, such as white starch, sugary snacks, white rice and white sugar. I added greens, fruits, and a lot of water to my diet. Error número two, not enough protein. When I looked at my bikini clad body again a few months down the road, I was pleased to see my lower body had in fact reduced. My saddle bags were replaced with lean, slim thighs. I went down about three sizes in my jeans, and had to buy new skirts, as my waist got so tiny. My husband warned me that I was wasting away. Now, I checked out my upper body and took measurements. Clearly I was stronger in my arms, I could now do consecutive amounts of man push-ups. I measured my back and shoulder width, and they had increased a wee but. However, I didn’t see any difference appearance wise. After consulting with bloggers, personal trainers at the gym and my sister-in-law who is a PT, the opinions were the same across the board, “You are doing waaaay too much cardio and eating very little protein.” All this cardio, in addition to not enough protein, I was not muscle-building, but essentially I was becoming skinny and my muscles were not being fueled properly. This was not and never has been my goal.
There you have it folks. I can actually see my ribs, and I am not cool with that in the least. Now that I have been using the proper formula since June of this year of less cardio, more protein + more weight training, I will take progress pictures in November. I think by then, things should be “shaping up” nicely. Thanks for reading/listening.