I wrote this and never published it. Written on January 24
I woke up this morning, every muscle hurts. I am craving cheese and carbs and I don't want to do anything today. But I am proud. I work for a very wonderful company and while the work I do is entry level and there is no room for growth with the company without a degree, I really do love the company. The beautiful company I work for?
LD Products Ink. (Shameless plug: www.ldproducts.com for all your office supply needs including craaazy affordable ink and toner products for nearly every printer on the market. Also, our customer service is top notch and we have a 2 year warranty on our products.)
One of the reasons I love LD is because they know how to take care of their customers as well as their employees. Even though I am entry level, I still have loads of perks for working there. Every year they throw a "Retreat" day and we go and bond as a company with different departments. We play at the beach, have a catered lunch and dinner, get free shirts, water bottles, and such and we get paid to do it! We have a gym available to all employees and a huge break room with tvs, refrigerators, vending machines, freezers, microwaves and even plates, mugs, and coffee for use. Lastly, this year they implemented a fitness program for employees. For only $20/mo we have access to personal trainers on Tues and Thurs who run us through a Cross Fit class after work.
Let's rewind now. I moved to CA back in 2012 for love (and it has worked out fabulously!!) Since moving down and being with my boyfriend and allll the amazing, good food there is down here, I have put on 38 lbs. 38. 38!! That's a lot of weight. I went from being 132 to 170. I hate the way my body looks but more importantly I hate the way my body feels.
On Thursdays I take a pill for my brain tumor and on pill days I usually get migraines, I am cranky, lethargic, and generally want to hibernate until Friday or even Saturday. One of my coworkers who is very fit mentioned he was going to the gym after work. I said I didn't feel well so I may just go use an elliptical in our gym at work. and then he told me
"J. The ellipitcal isn't going to do shit and you know it.
If you are serious about changing your life, go to the class tonight."
We both got silent. That was real talk right there. It hit me hard. It sucked to hear that. He was so freaking right! Ugh. So I went.
I clocked out, put on some clothes, and went to the class; migraine and all. And work out I did. For a 170 lb woman who hasn't worked out hard in almost two years, I did a 21-15-9 series of burpees and weighted squats. 21 burpees, 21 weighted squats, 15 burpees, 15 weighted squats and so forth. I was only using 10 lb dumb bells in each hand- the other man working out with me? 35 lb dumb bells.
I have what I like to call a "pizza addiction." I crave it all hours of the day. But after that workout, all I wanted was chicken, salad, and more water. My body craved healthy food! Friday I could barely move. I made it through work and I did slip up last night and make myself a small 8 in. personal pizza (cheeseless though!), today I will get back on track. Today, Saturday, my muscles still hurt. But alas, I will be working out today to get the acid moving in my body and to keep my strength building. I am proud of what I put my body through. I am proud I made it through that series! That's a lot of burpees!! I am proud. 2015 is my year. I am proud.