So, I am still on fire, still eating 100% clean. I'm so grateful for that.
Yesterday, in therapy I uncovered what I think was the trigger for my messy eating last weekend. When I was making my oatmeal Friday morning, I accidentally used Devon’s syrup (NOT sugar-free) instead of mine. I tried to scoop it all out, but I think the sugar residue really triggered last weekend’s mess. I cannot believe how sensitive I am to refined sugar. Good to know, though - I just have to remain vigilant.
I have been kicking royal booty in the gym - 30-35 minutes of running 5 times a week, in addition to Tony's workouts. Tomorrow’s workout ends with treadmill and stairmaster. I will probably do 30 minutes of treadmill and then the 12 minutes of stepper he's asked me to do. I’ve been DIGGING the extra cardio – yesterday, I did 3.5 miles in 35 minutes! Woo hoo!
Today was INSANE. For Tony's dumbbell step lifts, I chose the highest step in the gym (higher than the flat bench) and did all the sets he asked for. 20 on EACH SIDE, with 12 pounds dumbbells. My face was red, my heart was thumping, sweat was flying everywhere. I was so proud of myself. I have been kicking butt.
I already walk around the gym with my bad-ass music thumping in my ears, don't-mess-with-me look on my face. Yesterday, as I was going for the paper towels to wipe off my sweaty treadmill, I realized that when I am down under 150, no one in that gym is going to be able to DEAL WITH ME. I'm going to be such a Dreambody Diva. You better work.
OK, back to Real Housewives of Atlanta. Talk to y'all later.