Week 1 – Competition 2014 prep

So, today marks my first official week back on plan with my coach, Ruben Sandoval, from Fit to be in Your Kitchen. I started on Labor Day. Let me tell you… it started out rough. First thing that morning I accidentally brewed my coffee all over my kitchen counter because I didn’t have the pot lined up right in the coffee maker… Strike 1. Then as I’m cooking my breakfast I realize that some of the ingredients I bought to make it contain gluten (which I avoid because it causes me GI trouble and makes me break out in eczema)… So breakfast was a flop… Strike 2. Then I went to the gym only to realize it was closed because of the holiday… Strike 3. I went home and did the most piddly-ass-at-home workout you’ve ever seen… Seriously. Embarassing. By the end of the day I felt like a failure. I felt like giving up. Actually I felt like giving up a few times this week – because it’s really freaking hard! I am really out of shape, and I HATE working out right now! I’m weak. I have no endurance. It sucks! I am completely starting over with my fitness, and diet, and everything really. Over the past year I really got out of my healthy habits and let myself get lazy. Not all of it was my fault. I did have some legitimate injuries that prevented me from working out, but I really have no excuse for letting my diet get away from me. I could use my fiancé as an excuse, or moving, or stress, or whatever… but in the end they are all excuses for me not taking responsibility of my own health. Because the reality is, I control my health. No one or nothing else. Now, I have always been a believer of all things in moderation. So don’t think for a second that I always eat healthy 100% of the time. As long as I’m not training for a competition I enjoy my desserts, and  wine, and burgers and fries just like everyone else. I just try to make healthy choices as often as possible, and I stay consistent in the gym. Which keeps me where I like to be physically and aesthetically. But with being unable to go to the gym, I lost all motivation to take care of myself with my diet too. In my younger days (when I was mildly obsessed with how I looked) a few extra pounds on the scale or a little extra jiggle anywhere motivated me to lose a few pounds… because, you know, I just HAD to have abs at all times or the world would end. 😉 But as I’ve matured, and realized that beauty is fleeting, and there is so much more to me than how I look on the outside, I don’t obsess about my body anymore. Now don’t get me wrong, I still like to look good, but I’m not willing to sacrifice every joy in life to be perfect…. because I have come to realize that I am not perfect, nor will I ever be perfect, and it’s a miserable life to continually strive for perfection – because it is impossible. So, I have learned to be happy with myself while continually trying to improve myself in some way. Whether it be physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, educationally, etc. Because we can all be better at something, but we will never be “perfect”. Despite the fact that I don’t strive for perfection, I do care how I look to some degree. All of my clothes were tight, and I just felt uncomfortable in my own skin – which hadn’t happened for a really long time. I don’t have some kind of body dysmorphia and believe I’m “fat” or anything. I am a healthy weight for my height, and I am below the average size of the American woman. I know that. In reality the scale hadn’t changed that much over the past year, but my body composition had – I lost muscle and gained fat, so even though the scale hadn’t changed – my shape and size did… and I’m not comfortable with that. I hate walking into my closet every day, and trying to find something that I can squeeze into. I hate that uncomfortable feeling of my clothes being tight. So I decided to do something about it. My fiancé has questioned my need for a coach, because I do understand nutrition. I have my B.S. in Dietetics for goodness sakes! Plus, even on plan with my coach, I construct my own workouts. So, I know  what I’m doing in the gym as well. So why in the world do I need a trainer? One word – Accountability. I knew I had to send my coach progress pics. I knew someone besides myself would be able to see if I had actually done what I said I was going to do. Several times this week I wanted to give up, because it’s really freaking hard to push myself when I work out right now. It’s really freaking hard to not have my nightly glass of wine with my fiancé before bed. It’s really freaking hard to eat vegetables. It’s really freaking hard to drink water. It’s really freaking hard to do all of this just to fit into a smaller jean size. It would be soooo much easier to just go buy a new pair of jeans, or dress, or whatever. But then where does it stop? What happens when that size is too small? I guess I just go do it all again? NO. When my fiancé questioned the need to spend money on my coach I told him “I can either spend the money on him, or I can spend the money on new “fatter” clothes and anti-depressants, because that’s what I’ll need if I continue what I’m doing right now”. So, he decided this was the cheaper, and more beneficial route for me (and him lol). Smart man. 😉 So, here I am. Week 1 of 12 done. Honestly, I feel really good. My workouts have improved everyday, and I am already feeling more energized and motivated. I know from past experience this will only get better and better. Will I always need a trainer watching over me? No. Once I get back into my habits I really don’t even think about it anymore. It’s just the natural thing that I do. Will I hire a coach again? Probably so. It just depends on what the next challenge or goal I set for myself. 🙂

Eat Clean, Train Dirty!

– Stacie 🙂

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