i breathe too hard D:

but, yay! for a sec, i felt really bad for not updating in a while. but then i took a gander at other people's blogs, and it looks like i'm not the only one! lol

i guess mid-May is just one of those busy times of the year.... i know my work's starting to pick up on business, and what's more, Finals are next week! but whatevs---that just means the semester's gonna be over soon. ...and then, i won't have any excuses whatsoever to slack off with exercise! XD

not that i had any room to slack off before. Priscilla 'n' me weighed in a Tuesday or two ago, and...i.... well, on second thought, no comment! BUT, HAY, PRISCILLA'S LOST 8 POUNDS, GAIZ. 8D

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don't worry; i am reminded of my sins each training day. Priscilla's attained victory each time we've competed against each other. actually, i think i just about died last time. (no, seriously, Sham, that was 4956749056230563 squats too many for me. x_X)

and it's like, wtf, i know for a fact that you haven't been keeping up your core! and she just wins. so, that in itself is motivation. i look forward to Thursday!

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on a side-note, i've come to notice how i tend to breathe a lot heavier than Priscilla during training. and if there's one thing to help me lay off the cigs, it's the fact that i do not like how i breathe a lot heavier than Priscilla during training.

yes, my only regret from smoking is the fact that it makes me embarrassed to breathe. LOL

okay, peace.

-mc

hi

long time no post :D. for me, at least. very, very long time. but, anyway~!

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last Tuesday, we stepped it up with training. no, like, as in really stepped it up. as in omg i haven't been this sore since the very beginning when we first started and ow ow ow stepped it up. (well, that was after last Tuesday, at least, lol.) ^_^

and i...am kind of excited! in an optimistic-masochistic sorta way!

because, i mean, it must mean we're improving if Sham's making our sessions more difficult, right? right.

anyway, training is fun. you know. in the same way that tests are fun. you do the bulk of the work and preparation at home, then you show up on test day and get to see what you're made of, and you get that rush of accomplishment when you're all done!

plus, Sham brings these nifty little fitness toys to training that i probably would've just tried to eat if i'd encountered them on my own.

oh! speaking of our trainer! he is a very cool dude. Sham is positive, encouraging, and totally pro at what he does. he can do handstand push-ups, never gets angry, and he's awesome at getting back to you when you try to contact him.

Priscilla's already said that she's happy she found Sham and, i must say that...i'm happy she found Sham, too! lol

(i dunno if i ever explained before, but all this pt stuff started when Priscilla posted a craigslist ad way back in January for a workout partner that i eventually ended up replying to, and i had uber-doubts about everything in the beginning, and never guessed i'd become so fond of both of them.)

<3

-mc

thursday was delightful <3

it was like 'wheeeee!'-delightful.

for one, it was hella nice out <3. and i'm kind of in denial about spring being here, because i like winter's coldness and lack of allergies. but on thursday, it was sunny and not hot, and breezy but not annoying, and i took some allergy meds that work a lot better than the ones i used to take.

for two, it seems i have lost another 6 pounds.

6 pounds.

6 pounds.

6 pounds <3.

so, i currently weigh a jolly 134.

...and maybe a half, too, but i forgot whether or not we decided to keep it or not, lol. i also forgot the exact numbers to the other measurements we took (inches off the waist, etc), but i do know that a lot of the numbers went down. plus, body-mass-index wise, i finally count as a normal person! simple things, really; but i was so happy~.

and relieved.

especially since i've been kinda terrible with my eating/exercise habits lately. um, oops?

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after the weighing, Sham deemed the time fit that he give me a certain revelation:

apparently, these first 10 pounds are the easiest to lose.

and...that pretty much translates into 'stop jimmy-jacking around, dude, cuz the real work starts here'. oy vey.

and then, Priscilla arrived and we did training, which Sham wrapped up in the end by having us play tag, pretty much.

yeah XD. no joke. we probably looked silly, but it was a lot of fun~! i got Priscilla the first time (she had to do 10 push-ups), and then she got me the second time (i had to do 12 sit-ups), and then i got her again the third time (she had to do 12 sit-ups and 10 push-ups!).

so, yeah.

thursday.

delightful <3.

-mc

i'm quitting training.

Ever felt like one day, you can do absolutely anything? Like you can take on the world with your bare hands, no gloves, fight tooth 'n' nail, and who cares if the odds are one to a million, because you have drive, dammit.

And then in a single moment, everything crashes inwards, crumpling in on itself, in on you, trapping you, entombing you alive, and you're stuck there. Left to die in the debris.

The stronger ones can dig themselves out of heap; they start anew and rebuild, and are able to take off running headlong back in the fray. Then, there are the weak ones. There's me.

Ever since training started, I've always asked myself, "Can I do this? Can I really do this???"

Well, today, I've realized the answer. I can't do this. It's too much for me. If that means I'm weak, then I'm weak, but I can't keep doing this.

Maybe some people can, but I can't.

I can't.

I quit.

!!! APRIL FOOLS !!!

XD

okay, first of all, yeah the frick right.

oh, wow~ *snort* i'm pretty sure this isn't what Sham wanted when he reminded us to update our blogs, but i just had to, hahaha.

i'm seriously hoping i was able to gaslight at least a couple people with that; april fools gags get trickier to pull each year, don'cha know. LOL

but, yeah. no way in hell am i quitting that easily. smack me if i do. i'm in for the long haul, guys. there's no such thing as 'impossible', just a matter of how much you're willing to commit yourself, that's all. training's probably the best choice i've made in my life. and tomorrow, i'll have real news fersure.

because tomorrow, we weigh in.

*is nervous...BUT NOT ENOUGH TO QUIT, JUST SAYIN'*

-mc

training! FINALLY!!

the first time, training got canceled. the second time, we just decided to start fresh the following week. the third time, i missed cuz i...am directionally-challenged XD.

but TODAY--! today, i had training! look:

(...well, that kinda looks like Sham. except he's really not that deformed; in real life, he has eyes, fingers, and a head proportional to his body 'n' stuff.)

today, there were push-ups, the use of the treadmill, and a soccer ball. much fun (...you know. in a way. lol.) and pretty tough.

but Sham says i'm getting stronger. being inattentive me, i really hadn't noticed, haha. but he pointed out that i did push-ups from my toes today (well, okay, so they were from a raised surface, but still) and that i was recovering quicker from exercising now.

like, i was able to hold a conversation soon after the work-out!

apparently, this means he's gonna be changing up my at-home exercises, now, so i keep improving. because, y'know, it'd be nice if i kept improving 'n' all. just sayin' XD.

i feel like i'm forgetting to mention something else, but...i really can't remember.

so, that's all i have to share for tonight. yay for getting stronger!

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(Priscilla is sad because she had to work instead of train today. D:
...she's not deformed in real life, also.)

-mc

no training today

...well, i could've had training. but i really didn't want to go without Priscilla again, and at least Sham had a pocket of extra time today in result. so, it was another jogging night.

this time, my sister decided to tag along.

Little Sister is 5'4''/5'5'' and weighs a healthy 120 pounds, more or less. and, omg, she could not keep up. with bulky former-smoker me! she blamed cramps, but i do suspect that a big part of this pretty ironic event has to do with some certain lifestyle changes i've made. XD i'd like to thank my trainer and my partner in crime (both of whom i will fosho see Tuesday!).

but, yeah; tonight stretched around 2 'n' 1/2 miles in about 30 minutes. felt totally wiped after, but i dunno if that + core is enough to stand in for training. am considering going jogging tomorrow, too, just to be sure. :3

emphasis on "considering".

oh, and here's a pic, since everyone else seems to always include visuals with their posts:

-mc

y'know what'd be cool? a human-sized hamster-wheel.

training got cancelled yesterday, but Priscilla 'n' i were instructed to work out on our own still. luckily, i had work that day, so i got to rollerblade. (tho, imo, rollerbladers should never be sent to areas with that many stairways.) and i also did core. and then, went jogging in the evening.

for 20 minutes straight, i might add!

i'll admit, it was really light jogging, but that was cuz i didn't think i'd last for 5 minutes, much less 20. never would've been able to do that back in those times of darkness before Sham's training. X3

i totally felt like i could go for longer, too! alas-- i really had to pee. XD

but, yeah. i'm hoping that was enough to stand-in for training. tho i doubt it. we get our butts kicked. what i did on my own was probably more comparable to a playful grope.

i think i made up for the sourdough bread incident from Saturday night, at least. (i know D:. Gluttony is definitely my sin.)

-mc

To Sham and Priscilla: missed you guys~! see you thursday!!

cookie-fasting starts NOW, dammit!

i've decided to do a cookie-fast! no cookies anymore, whatsoever. i don't care what my tongue or my stomach tell me. they lie.

the reason behind this fast: i fail at sit-ups. 'nuff said.

um...that's just about all i have to say for now. and anything i mention about training on Thursday would just repeat a post Priscilla already made. so, just to make said fitness partner giggle or something when she reads this, here's a list of Sham-quotes.

[Sham-quote (n.) : something that our trainer tends to say a lot during training.]

---The List!---

"Get that heart rate up." (also: "Keep that heart rate up!")

"Remember: perfect posture."

"Remember your checkpoints: toes pointed, gluts flexed, abs tight, shoulders back and relaxed..."

"Drive it up!"

"Keep moving, keep moving." (also: "Keep going, keep going.")

"Keep it up, keep it up!"

"Ten more, ten more..." (or: whatever number he replaces 'ten' with.)

"Give me ten more." (or: same explanation as above.)

"Fight it, fight it!"

"I know you're getting tired, but you have to keep moving!"

"Remember why you're doing this."

"That fat isn't gonna burn itself."

"You can do it."

"You're almost done! Finish strong!"

"...And...you can relax."

---

i swear there's more XD. i'll keep adding to it.

so, if you train with Sham, you can listen for these and play bingo in your head during training or something. ...when you're not focused on your shaking muscles or gasping for breath, that is.

you will hear them. not only when you train with Sham, but when you exercise on your own too. you'll hear their echoes o_o.

-mc

OH. OH. CHALLENGE.

looks like i officially have a partner in crime again! after a two week leave, Priscilla's finally turned up for training! even made a little back with a vengeance or some such post on her blog to say so.

>_>

...yeah. the very ambiguous statement of her having something up her sleeve or whatnot perplexes me.

but...whatever helps her catch up, i guess.

YEAH. YEAH. I WENT THERE. (HEEHEEHEE.)

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onto other news: today's session lasted 32 minutes, if i recall correctly. and wow, did that 32 minutes go by fast.

there were three exercises. while one of us did an exercise for 4 minutes, the other had to jog on the treadmill for the same amount of time. a lot of leg work for this session, i noticed.

i had some trouble doing the one-legged exercise. balancing just seems to kill me....

but i think i'm getting better with jogging, at least! maybe! hopefully! yeah!


exciting~.

-mc

do not want huge pants.

uncle: Here, Kitty, try on these pants.
me: ...Um...no, thank you.
uncle: Why? They'll fit you. They're huge.
me: AAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHH.

nothing better to get me to do my core for the day than an unintended insult.

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on Tuesday, Sham changed up my at-home exercises a bit. y'know, to make sure i keep losing those unwanted extra pounds 'n' all.

basically, he set a bar for me to reach for the second time i'd cycle through my core, and also increased how many of the CET ones i'd do. (i still need to ask what CET stands for, now that i think about it....) and i am also no longer doing crunches; it's full-out sit-ups from here on out, son.

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so, i think the most "difficult" thing about doing these exercises is getting off my lazy ass to do 'em. but usually, all i have to do is remember why i need to do them in order to get me motivated, as well as keep in mind how much nicer i feel about myself after completing said exercises. like i've worked hard to accomplish something.

truth be told, stuffing myself silly with cookies and milk makes me feel just as happy with life, but that's an empty satisfaction. i'm not working for anything, and get no benefits other than the fleeting sense of an elated mood.


...yeah, i did another cookie binge today D:. I KNOW I HAVE PROBLEMS WITH SELF CONTROL, BUT I'M WORKING ON IT, OKAY?

-mc

PRISCILLAAAaaaa....

i dedicate this entry to my workout partner who hasn't been able to come to training for the fourth time now. ;_; WHY.

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so, before training, the trainer decided to inform the client that today's workout was going to be fast and intense. thank you, Sham, for raising my heart rate with anxiety alone before i even finished warming up. (lol.)

well, it was fast and intense. just not as terrible as my worst-case-scenario-conjuring mind thought it'd be. in the beginning, Sham had me do some core warm-ups. and then the hard part began.

he brought a new toy today that looked a lot like one of those rope ladders, and he laid it out on the ground.

and what i had to do was...

...well, maybe i should just skip on the description of this one.

because i know i totally fail at explaining these exercises, and i'm aware that my way of wording things has the tendency to perplex rather than enlighten.

but to put it simply, and to steal bits and pieces from what Sham told me, it involved constant movement, and was a workout for the heart, legs, and lungs.

actually, i didn't even know we were doing the actual workout. i just thought Sham was showing me what were going to do and was having me try it out for a while before i attempted the real thing. so, yeah, you could basically picture me doing the exercises and thinking, "i'm tired and we haven't even started yet; crap". silly~.

jogging on a treadmill for 23 minutes would've been less interesting and much more difficult, so this workout sat just fine with me.

but, yeah. i'm starting to think that one thing i like about Sham's training sessions is how there's something new each day. huh. i just noticed that.

when we first started, i thought we were gonna learn 2-3 workouts and cycle through them every session, but that hasn't been the case at all.

oh, you know what? the ladder-thing was yellow; that was nice <3.

-mc

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

alright, i know the past few entries, i've been pretty much babbling about things just barely related to training. BUT TODAY, I BRING REAL NEWS. I SWEAR.

:D

wait for it.

...

I LOST FIVE POUNDS.

sdgbfkaslflkds

and three percent body fat.

dsjkhadshflsdhfjksahflkadshf ksldhf kgf

after...like...a month, more or less, of starting this stuff. ...i'm gonna stop celebrating now, cuz i'm scared i might jinx myself and make it all turn out to be a mistake because the scale and the body-fat-measurer-thing both happened to malfunction or something.

if i'm beaming very garishly, it's not because of any particular reason. *dances really quickly and then stops*

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there were no treadmills for training today. and it was very nice, being able to breathe for the entire session.

i had do muscle-stuff for this one. like push-ups. and squats. and other muscle-stuff. the sit-ups were switched out for me, though, cuz of a totally legit neck injury (if you really wanna get out of sit-ups, slam your head against the sidewalk, lol).

and, yeah. i had to do that. just me. cuz Priscilla wasn't there. again. cuz of her back! her BACK. i'm gonna kill that thing! except i won't because she needs it! we're hoping she'll be able to come back for Thursday. training just ain't the same, lemme tell ya.

but just training overall.... i gotta say, it's pretty---dare i??---enjoyable. fun, even.

...omg, watch. now i'm gonna die miserably next training day. D:

but, hey, it's all for the good cause. i mean...hello. results. up there. five pounds. four weeks (more or less).

at this point, if Sham asks me to jump, i'll ask "how high?" (well, no, actually, knowing me, i'll probably say something more like "do you want me to do it in a special way? you do it first to show me how and then i'll try", but you know what i'm getting at.)

alright, i'll shut up, now.

OMGISOTOLDYOUSHAMISWORTHEVERYPENNYYAY.

-mc

because when you're hungry, healthy food tastes just as good as bad food.

uncle: "Where did you go?"
me: "I borrowed the pressure cooker from Gina!"
uncle: "...That's not a pressure cooker. That's a slow cooker."
me: "Aren't they the same thing?"
uncle: "No."
me: D:

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so, the benefits of this pt stuff are pretty much almost countless. they also include the fact that i'm learning how to cook :D!

once upon a time, my cooking skills were limited to top ramen and frozen dinners.

now, i can prepare mushrooms, egg whites, oatmeal, brown rice, corn, and i'm currently in the process of figuring out how to do beans. all by myself. (YAH, I HEAR THE CHEFS OUT THERE LAUGHING AT ME. BABY STEPS, OKAY? BABY STEPS.)

after that, i'll get onto doing seafoods and such. cuz the canned tuna just ain't doin' it for me anymore. sorry, canned tuna. i'm moving onto bigger and better things, since there are plenty of fish in the sea. AH HA HA...ha...

...yeah.

i've been meaning to learn how to cook, anyway. it's an important life skill. and once i'm out on my own, i can't go back to food that comes out of boxes and cans.

-mc

(c'mon. "plenty of fish in the sea". cuz it's tuna. just admit it was clever!)

oh, no... D:

last night = unhealthiest night EVAR. yeah, not just "ever". evAR!!!

i ate a burger and fries last night. GAHHHhh.... and, okay, some people might say, "oh, that's not too bad", but i know my body and i know...that it will do very bad things with that burger and fries! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO MEASURE IN ON TUESDAY. NOOOOOO......!!!!

long-winded excuse reason: unexpected trip to the ER after work left me without food for eight hours, until my cousin came along and dropped the fast food meal by me, saying that it was better than nothing, and that was true enough, and at least i had water with it instead of soda.... but then that night, i had to wake up every two hours to check my aunt's blood sugar, and since it always takes me about an hour to fall asleep, i had---more or less---four total hours of sleep last night.

yerrrgh x___X;;;.... yeah, last night was crazy times.

definitely need to go on a jog. isn't it funny how paranoid i am now? you are free to lock me up in a mental institute if i ever start saying things like "I CAN FEEL MY FAT GROWING THICKER AROUND MEEEEheeee...".

my aunt's just fine, though~.

-mc

this post isn't just an excuse to push those ugly pictures down the page.

i swear.

*cough* but really, i figured i should at least update on what's been going on at training for the past week.

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Tuesday

on this day, we added the use of the...um...the [insert name of work-out machine that's kinda like a cross between a stationary bike and a treadmill]! oh, but Priscilla wasn't there that day; back problems, doncha know. i trained alone (except not absolutely, cuz my trainer was there, too, being the trainer and all)....

but, yeah. i hopped on that, and did okay the first round, but got worse as the session went on. Sham says it's probably because of my lungs.

after that, i would take one end of the stretchy band thing i've mentioned in previous training sessions (the other end was tied down), and do lunges. and after alternating between legs, Sham would have me hold a lunge while punching forward with the arm opposite of the leg that i was doing the lunge with.

this part actually wasn't that bad, but i'd kinda still be wiped from using the machine from earlier, so i wouldn't call it 'easy'.

finally, i had to do some core stuff. it started out with sit-ups, but as i failed miserably with those the first round, i ended up doing planks the following ones. oh, the humility, lol.

and then we repeated the cycle, of course.

the session was finished with a cool down of stretches, and Sham had me balance on one foot in different ways. i felt like a performer; i could hear the tense drum roll and everything, haha!

i feel like i'm leaving something out, but i'm pretty sure those three things were all we did. i think i just feel like i'm missing something, since we had four different exercises today (Thursday).


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Thursday

today, we used the treadmill! w00t! and my lungs were giving me grief once more. those silly things.... i kept dreading that i was gonna fall off XD. you know, cuz i'm stubborn and unintelligent, and possiblyprobably wouldn't have hit that giant red "emergency stop!" button at the crucial moment of need.

following the treadmill, i had to...uh...pull weights. except differently than the the other times i've done it. we used a different thing. this one, the motion was more horizontal. the other one from the past was vertical. (and thus, the statement of my lack of intelligence is proved.)

this one shouldn't have taken me as long as it did, but since i'd still be REALLY winded from the treadmill, i felt a lot weaker.

the little green weight came back for the third exercise. squatting and then driving the weight straight up. i was pretty worried about this one; the last time i did this exercise, i was slow and struggled quite a bit with it. and now, the seat was lower. but this might've been the easiest of the four. no, scratch that. the green weight felt heavier with each round.

it was the fourth exercise that was the easiest. (...as "easy" as things can get in training, at least.) again, i worried, since i don't feel too confident with squats. basically, i had to squat, and then lift the stretchy (tied-down) band up, but lift it to the side. and alternate between sides. twenty of those.

then, back on the treadmill. though, actually, for one round, i used the other machine (the cross between a bike and a treadmill). yeah, the treadmill was definitely what made this session, lemme tell ya. these funny lungs of mine.... that's what i get for smoking.

Sham said that the damage to my lungs is irreversible and that it just means i'll be working twice as hard as a non-smoker. oh, joy!!! XD

but, you know, i feel like my lungs are better now than they used to be. i feel like i can breathe deeper now. (plus, doing so doesn't hurt anymore!)

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whoa. sorry it was so lengthy, but this entry is officially done now.

YOU HEAR?? THAT'S ALL YOUS IS GETTIN' OUTTA ME. I AIN'T SAYIN' NO MORE.

-mc

DON'T LOOK AT MEeee...

DX so, so, so camera-shy. gosh. when Sham asked if he could take pictures, i should've said "NO. NEVER IN FOREVER. KEEP THAT CAMERA FACED AWAY FROM MEEE!!!" or at least something along the lines of that. instead, i smiled and shrugged and figured that i'd never have to see the photos anyway. OH, HOW WRONG I WAS.

but, anyway-! the following pics correspond to this training day.

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here's me kneeing an invisible enemy in the face. and missing, probably. he's invisible, you know.



(oh, hey! this pic's not so ugly~) it's called the plank! we were supposed to hold it for a minute, which i couldn't. now, i can hold it for almost 50 seconds. that day, i think i only held for about 40 ^^;;;.



stretchy band time! flexing abs 'n' gluts, and bringing the ends up as fast as we could go.... gah; looking at this pic reminds me of how weak i am. next!


NO, WAIT, I CHANGED MY MIND, GO BACK, GO BACK--

...OMG, THANKS FOR TAKING THE UGLIEST PICTURE EVER, SHAM. we had to do squats with this green weight thing, and then stand and drive it up high. and repeat, of course. i failed at this, too.

well, that's all for now.

-mc

laughter of the annoying kind

i finally went out to buy mushrooms (yay!), cheese, brown rice, and bananas in order to eat something besides apples, tuna, and potatoes for the next few days.

came home and got laughed at by my fam. D:

whatever, though. i'm becoming healthy. and once i lose weight and get all these job opportunities thanks to our shallow society, i'll be the one laughing.

they still don't even know that i have a trainer. which they'd be very angry about. (i'm really in no position to be spending money.) but i've no doubt that Sham is worth every penny; i've heard what he can do from Priscilla. plus, not only is my money in it, but i have the two aforementioned persons eyeing my progress; and that especially makes me wanna keep in line.

i'm already slimming down. i now fit into the pants that i haven't been able to fit into since my sophomore year in high school. the only place where they cling are the hips. they used to be tight on the entire upper-leg area! how's that for progress? buh-ZAMM.

-mc

GOAL STATEMENT

thought it'd be a good time to post this. i present to you...my goal statement!!!

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My goal is to lose weight and achieve (and maintain) a fit figure!

I want this because I know there are many more opportunities offered to people who are in shape. I've seen the craigslist ads, and whether for financial reasons or otherwise, losing weight would up my level of competition and what I bring to the table. I'm capable and proficient at many things, but I see that first impressions are often based on looks. People want their people to look healthy; and if I want to be the representation of someone else, chances are they want me to look fit and active.

I'm willing to sacrifice time and my spending money to make this work. I'm also willing to let go of my favorite snacks; my teeth aren't in the best condition anyway, so motivation to stay away from sweets is twice as strong. At the same time, I'm willing to swallow my pride and admit I need some guidance to help me reach my goal.

And when I reach it...I believe I'll feel liberated. And unbelievably happy. My weight has long been that one obstacle that I could never quite get past in my life. When I finally do, I'll feel unstoppable.
-

gah...i hate reading stuff i wrote in the past.

and, actually, this is way condensed.... i mean, it's my original goal statement, yeah, but i clipped out a lot to keep it from becoming an essay. (Sham requires a goal statement from all his clients.) but it retains my central purpose, and serves as a reminder. i have one for home, one for work, and one to carry with me at all times (though, i often forget it somewhere or another D: ).

i should make more copies. one for driving, one each for every textbook i cart around to school, one for my ceiling so i can read it before i go to bed, a few to paste on the backs of people i sit behind in class...haha! (in all seriousness, maybe i should.)

-mc

smoker? what smoker???

we had training yesterday. again, we weren't even able to make it to the fourth round, much less finish under 20 minutes. D:

beaten out by old people again. (Sham has another pair of clients after us, who are doing much better with this training program. they're diligent with their at-home exercises, and they always finish their sessions in good time. this would be the third time, i think, that Priscilla 'n' me have been showed up; and the fault is our own. *sigh*)

there was much squatting and moving around with this one. there was one exercise where we'd have to grab this stretchy band and squat down, and then stand up and raise it over our heads. the next one were ski-jumps. and, i think i may be going out of order now, but the third one i remember was holding this little weight and doing squats. and the fourth one was squatting slightly and pulling this bar (with weights attached to it) down to our chests.

while one person was doing an exercise, the other one would busy themself by either jogging with high-knees or doing jumping jacks (ski-jumps were added as an option later on).

i felt really lame, cuz just into the first round, i was breathing really hard. we had to stay in motion the entire time, and those high-knees just almost did me in. i used to smoke, so yeah, i can see how it's affected my lungs.

but, yeah. Priscilla 'n' me didn't even finish. and so, we were shamed and stoned, and outcasted from the fitness facility, except without the stoning and the outcasting. then we wrote nonsensical messages on Sham's car.

seriously, though, i'm getting pretty freaking embarrassed of myself.

i mean, i started this pt stuff for a reason. i need to start finishing, dammit!!! these overtimes and incomplete rounds gotta stop! more core! MORE CORE!

watch me go!

-mc

omg. difficult not to eat the bad things.

especially when they're placed in front of you, colored bright and blaring---a seductive offering. but if you were to indulge, it would unleash its true, rogue nature from within. exactly like the Trojan Horse.

this is me being poetic about junk food, hi.

but, yeah. someone brought cookies for my five-hour film class last night, and i almost gave myself a hernia in my efforts to resist. but i made it through the night, sipping on water and feeding on a turkey sandwich.

now i feel even worse for Priscilla; she goes through work with bad foods paraded around her all day!

at the same time, i'm really glad it's not me.

-mc