I feel human again!
At this point in the game I am feeling pretty good. My muscles are getting used to the 5 days in a row of abs, squats, shuffles, cardio, and the various other forms of bosu torture that is being inflicted on my by my trainers. (When I say torture I mean the really fun, wonderful, wonderful bosu type exercises.)
I am finding myself overly emotional though this process. I am NOT a crier and this week when Julie told me I was down 8 pounds I started o cry a little. I think the fact that I was still feeling a little tired and that I am shocked that I have not been starving the last 2 weeks made me tear up. I feel like I have a real chance to get healthy, and that is sorta overwhelming to me since I never thought I could loose weight with out starving to death. It is a really strange feeling to be in control of what I am eating for once. Ok enough hokey, sad, emotional stuff.
As for the exercise stuff, I did these crazy football type drills where I pushed a boxing bag across the floor 6 times. I think it weighs like 100 pounds and it kind of awkward to push. Even pushing really slowly gets your heart rate jacked up and it is super hard! I also had to push a 45-pound plate across the floor. You bend down put your hands on the plate and push with yours legs. How they came up with this one I'll never know.
I can only imagine the day when this will not be the hardest and most horrible thing that happens to me in a week. I am assured that this gets easier, and I will crave exercise like chocolate, seems unlikely but the trainers can't all be lying to me right?
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