Learning the Ropes

So I’m officially addicted to weight lifting. It seems like the most idiotic thing to get excited about. This week I can count to 10, next week I’ll count to 12 wah-ha-ha! I really did assume that it was as simple as that though.

But it’s surprise!, NOT. As a girl I’ve grown up hearing the word cardio and skinny intermingled. Not once did I hear a dirty whisper about weights getting you up (your heart rate that is). But they do and you break a sweat. Secrets out!

It’s that feeling of your heart pounding and the progress of wanting to go to the next level that’s so addictive. With endurance I could go faster or I could go longer. But with strength I can lift more, can do more reps, I can slow it down, speed it up, rotate it, combine it, flip it on it’s ass! It’s an adrenaline rush just knowing there’s so much to learn. This is amplified every time I see someone doing a new move (new to me) in the gym. What the hell is that? I want it! I might as well make exercise playing cards cause apparently I want them all. Greedy me.

As I fall for weights I also learn why people do what they do. People wear gloves, not to look cool like I originally thought, but so their hands don’t callus and rip. They also wear sneakers (which I did) and pay attention (which I didn’t) so they don’t drop 45 lb weights on their feet on accident.


So far my favorite exercises are back ones. Dead lifts in particular make me feel like a champ every time.

Grab a barbell with either both palms in or one in and one facing away. With bent knees lift up staying close to your shins and keeping your back straight. I’ve seen people doing this with straight legs but for me that feels awkward, probably cause I’m super inflexible. I started at 40lbs in week 1. Now in week 4 I’ll be reaching for an 80lb barbell and I’m loving how my back muscles feel!!

Here’s to hoping February brings more accomplishments and lots more learning!


It’s a New Year…

So last year I decided I wanted to do a fitness competition. No, not the crossfit, power lifting, crush your skull type of badassery. The egotistical walk on stage in a tiny bikini, flex your butt muscles and smile type of fitness competition. Ya, what the hell was I thinking? Honestly…. I was thinking I wanna be hot. Yes I wanna learn to eat clean, yes I wanna learn to lift weights, but mostly I wanna be hot.

So I set my sights on a competition on April 7th. I have 3 months to get to competition level physique:

ImageFor me I have to compete to follow through on most fitness goals. I’m just the type of person who  will mysteriously need to clean or finish a project or near anything else except run, unless I’m already signed up for a race. Then I run, a lot. Deep down I’m a sucker for beating the hell out of other people…especially in go-karting, raining champ baby!

I lost 10 lbs at the end of last year, which is great, but I need to lose a lot more and gain a lot more muscle to be able to play the game with those ladies. So today I began stage 2, “the real deal.” It’s going to get a lot more strict and a lot more involved. This is the general breakdown:

6 meals a day of a diet that mostly consists of egg whites, chicken, turkey, salmon, rice, veggies, protein shakes, nuts, berries, oatmeal and black beans.

At least 6 workouts a week. Each day will basically look like 30-45 min of cardio & a body area specific strength routine.

This week:

Monday – AM: 45 min treadmill, legs. PM: TRX

Tuesday – AM: 45 min stationary bike, back & chest.

Wednesday – AM: 45 min elliptical. PM: Yoga.

Thursday – AM: 30 min treadmill, abs.

Friday – AM: 45 min elliptical, arms & shoulders.

Saturday – AM: 30 min stationary bike, glutes. PM: Paddleboarding.

Sunday – Rest.

Phew. That felt like a lot to even type! So there it is. The story, the goal, the plan. I’ll be posting as regularly as possible to talk about workouts, meals, life and how much I miss pizza. Hopefully I’ll get brave enough to post some progress pictures, but no promises yet.