Showing posts with label accountability. Show all posts
Showing posts with label accountability. Show all posts

Saturday, January 23, 2016

Day 51 Jedi

Jedis here I am, better late than never! Feel like I'm back to the days of being a new mom or something! Oy! As in being up all night. But reality is my little one was restless. 
So today was Day 51 of my program, and as you know, I'm not wet behind the ears when it comes to home workouts. I've completed a handful and can handle a lot. But lately they have been drudgery. 

This morning I felt stronger. Why? You might ask. Nutrition. Plain and simple. I was back on my game since Monday despite the rest of the household being out of sync, it's true. Whenever my food is sugar-laiden or categories missing, I'm dying in my workouts. 

So as I did Total Body Chisel today, I felt the most challenging were the step down, cross-back moves which as a tall person are funny! With my stepping up on my "bench" (which by the way is literally a piano bench in my home), I almost touch the ceiling. ๐Ÿ˜‚ These moves, I wish I could do in one clean stroke, but I'm struggling at the top, pushing up to the top of the bench. Once I touch back to the floor, I'm ok. I have to stop and pause the DVD player or streaming in my laptop, so I can do the 10 at my own pace, wobbling with a little extra "shove" at the top, to hoist my hip up and get my tush down. I look funny as hell. 
The lunges and flys were no problem. I was actually quite proud of myself to upping my ability to 20 lbs on most moves except for upper body (presses I switched between 15 and 20, not too shabby). I am out of the Performance Line Recharge and my body is really needing that healing overnight. Hoping it arrives shortly, so I'm not so stiff and sore in the morning. 
This whole week has been really rough with my middle daughter being sick. She didn't go to school for 4 days, and I found myself not being able to do my usual 5:00am. My personal development and my professional power hours for coaching work were started much later, which just becomes harder for me. Let me go on record saying "Yuck! Evening workouts stink!" Just no way I'll ever switch. I love being an early riser. Funny how we can change. Looking back I don't know how I did it. 


Friday, March 13, 2015

Let It Be A Beacon

I was communicating this evening to my fitness group. I've got 40 people in that group which does blow my mind! I remember when I started it with just a handful. 


My last post this evening to my team was to remind them of why the accountability group is a safe place. It's a place to get it all out, with no judgements, no comparing, no ridicule. The person who jumps back in after being AWOL for 2 days or 2 months, the person who announces or doesn't, it is all equal to me. 


I reminded them that they can jump back in like it was day 1 and we would still gather around them regardless because we are all worthy of support. 


There's no perfectionism in my groups. There's a common bond though- and that's what I make my groups hold to. I firmly believe in...


๐Ÿ‘Œno going to the dark side

๐Ÿ‘Œno pity parties

๐Ÿ‘Œno judgements

๐Ÿ‘Œrespect

๐Ÿ‘Œlove of your SELF


Some of us have life getting in the way. It's ok. I'm asking you to consider 'embracing' exercise and balanced eating full force EXACTLY when it's that bad- that busy. That is the time you'll need it. 


When my mother was in hospice dying I was in the parking lot screaming out loud, with the windows rolled up tight, to my dead father to please end this. Please give me a sign. 


Why was I in the car? I was mixing a packet of my shake in my tumbler with water . My hands were shaking. I had my veggies and humus on the passenger seat. This was all I f--n had, but I was hanging on by my fingernails- I just kept saying to myself : "hold onto this"..."don't lose this". I dug deep instead of forfeiting it all, instead of waiting for a better perfect time that you and I both know does not exist. That is what this program gave me: an anchor, a beacon in the worse of waves, a safe harbor. Drop it and ride it out. Let it be a companion, a base and it will lead you through the worst of times. 


Dig deep. Look for that beacon. 


(This picture I posted to my own fitness group just as I was sitting in the car - mom died 7 hrs later).