Dieting is the worst! On the rare occasion that I buy them, I could have a box of Ho Hos sitting in my pantry for months - MONTHS I tell you! - and not be tempted to devour the entire box while sitting on the couch watching Jerseylicious. But the minute I start a diet I can't thing of anything else. Ho Hos, chips and french onion dip, Swedish fish, tootsie rolls, Doritos. You name something with high fructose corn syrup and/or a calorie count higher than my daily recommended intake and I HAVE TO HAVE IT. NOW. One thing I have decided to not give up however is my beloved McDonald's sweet tea.
At only day 4 the training has been intense. Core training started this morning at 5am. My instructor (captor...whatever) is a delightful woman who, although at least 5 years older than I, looks like she could wrestle (and beat!) an entire football team at the same time, all the while prepping for a strut down the catwalk in Milan. The workout she had planned for me this morning left a ringing in both ears, light headed-ness that made me question whether I just had my ass handed to me or was taking shots of tequila and a soreness that settled into my bones within an hour of finishing.
While I would love to go on and on about the past four days of training and dieting I ca no longer lift my arms up to continue typing.
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