Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Honestly, I don't find the work outs too tough. Well, they are tough, but I mean, I don't mind them. In fact, I really enjoy them. My gym isn't exactly a hard-core gym. There aren't any body builders running around. Mostly it's older guys (older than me) or college kids who are doing a little working out before returning to school. I'm usually working out next to a sixty or seventy-year-old who is lifting ten pound weights, while I sit there in my torn t-shirt, sweating like crazy and lifting as much as I possibly can.
I only have an hour at lunch each day to work out, so I have to really hit it hard. I don't waste much time between sets, and I don't stand around and talk. I've got a set of routines I use depending on the day and the week. One day may be shoulders and back, the next chest and arms, the next legs. I still do a lot of ab work each morning before work - usually around 250-300 crunches - but I've cut back my running to three times a week.
The hardest part of all this is the diet! My gosh I have a hard time with that. I'm pretty good at eating right, but because I eat egg whites and dry toast at breakfast, and chicken and brown rice at lunch, I never make the number of calories I need for a given day. I am taking protein drinks, but I can't take too many of them. They make me feel like I'm going to explode. And I don't mean with rage. My body just can't metabolize huge amounts of protein - at least not the kind I get from those drinks.
Still, I'm sticking with it. The last two days I've worked out like a maniac and I feel pretty good. Unfortunately I still weigh either 146 or 147, depending on the day. I wish I could hit 148, but I just can't seem to do it.