Week 8 started

Well, it started YESTERDAY.

Yesterday was really really bad.  I think it's a combination of things.   Firstly, last week Wednesday I weighed myself (or maybe it was Thursday morning) and I was 309... which is the lightest I've been in years.  (if you can call that 'light')  So I was super excited.   Worked out resistance training Thursday... then we had a big nasty snowstorm and we didn't want to risk the roads on Friday so I missed Friday Funday.  Then Sarah went and made an incredibly delicious banana cake this week.  So...  my diet was crap this weekend.  On top  of that, I had mostly coffee on Sunday and little to no water, so I'm pretty sure I was dehydrated yesterday.  I also went to tan in the early afternoon and then I nearly froze my hands and feet having a cigar in the garage while reading...and this was all before I went to work out at 4:30.  At least I didn't have a bowl of cereal or two before I went...

And Jillian worked us hard anyway.  There were a fair amount of jump-squats and burpees... one set of burpees (20) was because she caught a bunch of people knocking off an exercise early.  I may have been one of them, I'm not sure, I was trying not to throw up or pass out.  I've never really felt that bad... it's very possible that my sugar loading over the weekend followed by me following diet proper yesterday really crashed my blood sugar or something.  Whatever the reason, it was bad.  Also, she had this evil abs 'pyramid' in the middle of the workout too... either four or five different abs exercises that she had us do 30 or 40 reps of going 'up' and then slightly less going 'down'.  I fought through what I could... I'm planning to go to Sarah's back adjuster lady to try to fix my lower back/right hip.  It would be great to not be hampered by that while doing abs stuff (toe touchers are the worst for it...)

Sarah and I are planning to hit resistance training tonight after Emma gets home from targeted services... so we should be at 6:30.  I also got some new workout clothes from ShopKo yesterday... so that's pretty exciting.  Obnoxious orange shorts and a blue sleeveless workout top.  Alexander and Joshua were taking turns running around in the shirt last night like it was a dress.

Oh... my left elbow has been hurting ever since we went tubing on the 14th with the kids.  I apparently strained something holding the tow rope with my left arm while keeping ahold of either Alex or Josh with the right.  I do not like that.  At least my turf toe hasn't gotten worse.  I was worried about my right knee a bit yesterday, though, I got pretty enthusiastic with some right rounds and it started to hurt a little.  I slowed down and took care to follow safe and proper form and it stopped hurting.

Not directly related to Farrell's, but I also knocked a little divot of flesh out of my right shin this weekend when I banged it into our open dishwasher door.  THAT felt really good when I kicked the bag with it yesterday... so I had to be more careful to hit the bag right... and my ankles are kind of sore today from doing that too, I think.  Kind of feel like my body's falling apart... ibuprofen time.  :-)