Last night was hard. I was awake all day and then did a night shift at work. I was awake almost 20 hours...and I only had 6 shakes. It didn't help that I had to be back at work at 1pm after getting off at 7a. I worked it out so I could leave early yesterday morning and I got here a couple of hours late so I could get enough sleep.
So I went to the 24Lift class (Without Kim :(. There was a car mishap, but we will workout together one day). An hour of repetitious weight lifting with variations on how fast you lift (one count vs. 2 count vs. what ever the instructor says....) with low or medium weights (One of our most popular classes, this highly efficient, full-body 24 Hour Fitness signature workout utilizes barbells and hand weights to strengthen and sculpt all muscle groups.). Whew...after 35 minutes I had to leave the room cause I was getting queasy and a little lightheaded. I don't know if it was due to my low calorie diet or I know on the biggest loser they always talk about how when you use fat as an energy source during exercise the toxins in your body from metabolism build up and cause nausea. Either way, I was there. So I sat and drank some water and then after 10 minutes or so I went back in and finished the class. What a trooper. Over all, the class was phenomenal. I would totally do it again. And eventually one day I'll be able to do the whole hour...until then I'll keep trying.
So going back in to finish the lifting class was not my stupidest move of the day (nor was working out for 2 hours and staying up all day before I had to stay up all night to work...) Staying after 24Lift to do Yoga was my stupidest move yesterday. I am so committed to doing yoga that I did it yesterday also. I don't know what I was thinking. I am starting to wonder if toxins were crossing my blood brain barrier causing addled minded thinking or if the toxins caused me to forget how I couldn't move after my last yoga class (not to mention how you feel after lifting weights for the first time in a long time)...but today I'm back on my water and ibuprofen diet. The moral of the story: Carlee still has a long way to go before she learns how not to over do it.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
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Hi there "chicken little".....you are getting closer and closer to crossing that road!!! I think that your photos from 2001 look so good.
And, (this is your Mother speaking!!!)..back off on the exercise, your doing what I do and overdo it!!!!
Yo yo sis. What up hey girl hey!!! you should hear me syaing this outloud as I type it. We had fam. dinner and no sis? What up with that? You can skake-it while we eat?? Yesh. Mom thought the whippet shirt was funny. She knew the dog? Go figure? Umm mom loved the coins in a jar in the cabinet story. She saw it too. Oh no...What have we become? This is only the beginning you know right? can I say that I just burped and mom refused to give me a high five for it when I asked for one. Gotta love it. You would have right? Right??? Oh no..Well I guess I should set up a blog name so I can post on my own. You could say I need to post from my big girl panites. I hope this is funny to you and you can read my humor because mom is saying why do you think she wants to hear about this? I said this is exactly things you like hearing about geeeez. Anyway..
Dad said he wouldn't have a blog he would sooner have a blight. Accountatnt humor. Woof! Okay ttyl, lol, brb, rofl, and all those other ones.
Cook, OUT!
sorry about the night shift Carlee. I ended up having a couple of complications after the surgery...so I'm not sure when I'll be back... bummer...
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