Bottle of wine.
Eating clean is hard.
It’s red wine though, so maybe like 1/8 of it was good for my heart or something.
So due to an ice storm in town I wasn’t able to get to training this weekend. My APFT is ONCE AGAIN pushed back. It’s going to be cold af when I actually have to take it. Booooo
But maybe my score will be better.
I didn’t make it to the gym due to laziness so I made myself do a fuckton of burpees and a bunch of other shit on my bedroom floor.
I’ve kind of missed the army method. No weights. No machines. Just your body against itself and the ground.
I know so many exercises that can be done with just your self, but I still find myself in the gym trying to figure out where this pin goes or that strap connects.
Sometimes I really miss group exercise. I think I need a workout buddy. But not just anyone, someone who is truly motivated.
People talk a lot but can be inconsistent when it comes to real action, myself included. I need someone who will hold me accountable, and someone who will allow me to hold them accountable.
But then, workouts give me time to myself that I enjoy. Its kind of a strange dilemma.
There are seeds in these goddamn grapes but I’m too lazy to find them and spit them out so I’m just hoping they have some added nutritional value but they’re also kind of ruining it for me.
Oh my god I was just roaming through #healthy eating and there are so many people on there that seem like they just need some friendly inspiration to get them back on track or whatever, but damn I feel like a creeper at the same time.
So many followers. Where did you all come from?
My body stay vicious.
I be up in the gym just workin on my fitness~