I didn't hit the gym last week at all, not because I didn't want to, but because Aunt Irma visited. That can be horrible. I know that it's no excuse, but it's my excuse. It's that whole feeling of feeling 'bleh' and 'meh'. Imagine that going through your mind and body as you are plodding a long on the treadmill. But, I kept to my so-called 'diet' as best as I could. Let me tell you that it's expensive and not carefully planned out whatsoever.
My motivation for this week is that; the personal trainer is back to whip my ass back into shape. I have some new workout clothes that I want to model out in the gym. Plus I'm going to attempt to go jogging in the park.
I bought myself an arm band for my IPhone, so I'm hoping to listen to some running music as I run. Hopefully it will have the same effect as in those films such as; Rocky and Flash dance. Imagine the songs 'She's a maniac, maniac on the dance floor...' buzzing through your ears as you run through the park. There's also a mini gym apparatus thingy there. So a few minutes of madness in there.
I now have a new motivation for achieving my goal. Towards the end of June, I shall be reunited with the hubby. I'm hoping for a kind of make-over look. Shape up my not so-bad and not so-great bod to a toner and fitter bod, finished with great looking hair.
I'd say that's definitely achievable. I just have to cut out the crappy bits of my diet and count the pennies.
So, focus, focus and focus on the new objective. Many mountains to climb, yet many obstacles to overcome. In the words of John Fashinu 'Awooga!'
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