This morning I woke up at my usual ass crack of dawn and headed to the gym for my bi-monthly arm workout. (Something to note: You may not sleep as well the first couple of nights while detoxing, but by day 3-5 you should be passing out like a baby...well, better than that, babies don't sleep for shit.) I say bi-monthly because I have gorilla arms. My genetics are royally f*****, thus giving me enormous arms no matter what I do. Today's workout went something like:
25 minutes of spinning
4X8 of the following:
Weighted dips
Rope pulldowns
Skull crushers lead to rock-a-byes
Tricep Kickbacks
Incline bicep curls
Spider curls
Machine Preacher Curls
Cable Curls
25 minutes spinning
Spinning sucks, I'm just going to get that out there. Breakfast was shortly after which was two chicken sausages, spinach, kale, and coconut oil. Good golly gosh. I'm still on my low carb kick. If you're not, the best time to consume carbs are BEFORE and AFTER a workout session. Use fats throughout the day to stay satiated :)
I love my weekly Trader Joes shopping trips. They have everything. My buys today were:
99% lean turkey breast
Organic free range chicken
Spinach
Kale
Mushrooms
Broccoli
Coconut Oil
Rule to live by: You can never have too much coconut oil. The rest of my meals today will be two whole eggs with broccoli for mid afternoon, followed by a large chicken breast with an ass-ton of whatever vegetables I have on hand around 6. A couple of spoonfuls of coconut oil throughout the day keep my metabolism pumping and my stomach happy.
Today I threw out my bathroom scale. For as long as I can remember, that metal square has decided how I feel about myself. For many people, it's the same way. The frustration, depression, and anxiety that occurs the seconds before and after reading the number on the screen is nauseating. Last night as I was on Pinterest, I browsed the fitness and nutrition boards, which is when I realized why women are so insecure. This is what we see:
Don't get me wrong, these women are in fantastic shape. However, these women have also carb depleted and gone through a flush for these photo shoots. They don't look like this every day (GASP!) We women spend so much time stressing over what we "should" look like, and are constantly slammed with images of the "ideal" body, filling our heads with nonsense about perfection. As someone who has struggled with body dysmorphic disorder, as well as an eating disorder for 8+ years, it breaks my heart to see these images everywhere. I feel like Dove did something right with those commercials that empower real women:
Look at how happy that bunch is. Happy in their own skin. Happy that a number doesn't run their life.
So that's it. I threw out my scale. It can tell me how much gravity it takes to keep me on the ground, but it can't tell me that I'm perfect just the way I am.
Power to the people. :P
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