This week has been brutal. Last Friday we left home and flew to New York to take our son Eric to school. Monday we flew home. Quick, emotional, stressful trip.
Monday also marked day one of my return to P90x. I took about three months off because I knew we would be very busy and I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to stick with a schedule that was one hour a day, six days a week. Boy am I paying for it now.
I am so tired and sore. The tired part comes from the fact that Monday we got up at 2:30 am (our time) to get ready and leave for the airport. We got home, shopped and came home. That put my workout time at 5:30 pm. Very, very long day. Tuesday I was up at 4:00 am to work out and then we didn't get home till around 11:30 pm that night. I did get some sleep in the car but it was still a long day. Wednesday I just couldn't get up early and so I ended up working out at 7:30 pm. But I was up this morning at 4:30 am to work out. I am running on fumes.
I could hardly move this morning. Yoga only lasted about 45 minutes and there were some moves I couldn't do because my arms or legs were shaking. All I can hope for is that next week will be better.
Some lessons are learned the hard way and this was one of them. Next time I know my schedule will be extremely busy I will modify my workout routine so that I can continue my weight lifting. The cardio hasn't been that tough but I also rode the elliptical off and on over these last three months. Proof that doing something is always better than doing nothing at all.
I've set my calories to 2,000 which seems really high to me but so far I haven't had any trouble meeting the goal. I can thank Costco and their muffins for helping me with that one. Hopefully next week will be better for my eating habits as well as my exercise routine.
well, hi there.
11 hours ago