Be an AHB Rockstar: Megan Week 5.


Measurements day….
DUN, DUN, DUN! The most dreaded day has come. Measurements day. I was very discouraged by what that spawn of Satan of a scale told me. I was the same weight. I have been going to boot camps, eating healthier, and drinking more water so I thought I would see a bit more of a difference. Some days I feel different, healthier, and I think “ya, I got this. I’m totally losing weight” and then that freaking scale shows up to the party and ruins it. Seeing how frustrated I was and before I could break down, Alicia did the body fat test and took some measurements. The body fat thing (sorry, I really have no idea what the real name is) said that I was down 1% body fat. My waist had also gone down in the measurements. Don’t get me wrong, I was really happy about this, but I wanted the scale. Alicia said that this was a good start and is progress but she also challenged me. Have I really been doing absolutely everything on my plan and committing to this new lifestyle 100%?without socks
Now, to be fair, I haven’t been the best on my off days from boot camp. For some reason I just can’t get into the dreadmill, I mean treadmill, work out. I get so bored. I would love to fast forward to the running group to be heald accountable and not be stuck on a machine. I want so badly to love running but I just have not gotten close to it yet and it aggravates the hell out of me. I want to be that person to be excited for a run and do well at it. And yes, I know, you have to practice, take baby steps, blah blah blah but I am not one for patience as you can tell. But I will get there…some day. Hopefully soon.
Following measurements, I had the most intense personal training session with Alicia. I don’t want to call it punishment, but that is what it felt like! I was expecting our regular routine but from out of the corner the girl whipped out a treadmill. A. TREADMILL. Clearly I hate those things so much that I am oblivious to the fact there was one folded up in the corner the whole time. And I like that relationship me and the dreadmill have: avoidance. But not anymore. I ran, I sprinted, I lifted, I burpeed, and I died. But it was worth it. And shocker, I was better at it when I was with Alicia vs when I tried to do it on my own. I felt like I could somewhat do it. And with her having me do that, I realized that I am capable I just need to get my butt in gear and go. Easier said than done though. But this is just one little hurdle I can overcome and I will.
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3 responses to “Be an AHB Rockstar: Megan Week 5.

  1. There is a theory that there are cat runners and dog runners – cat runners love the act of running and prefer to do their own thing, dog runners love the social aspect of running and prefer to run in the company of others…maybe you’re just a dog runner and you need to find some running buddies. I’m definitely a dog runner, for me it’s all about running with someone else so that the conversation distracts from the pain. Don’t worry, if you’re still building up distance/endurance, find a running buddy who is super chatty or needs to vent – they’ll do all the talking for you, you’ll just have to squeak out the occasional “uh huh” or “yup” or “word!” so they know you’re listening. ;) You’ll get there!

  2. Kerry

    Megan – I completely understand (having had my first measurements not too long ago). But I’m holding onto the mantra of “trust in your training”… I may not be smaller but I am definitely stronger! And as someone who runs with Sarah, trust me… all you have to do is let them know you are alive and listening :) Eventually you can add to the conversation!

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