The Weight Trained
I’m a little apprehensive on posting this but I’m going to do it anyway. Lately, I haven’t talked much about exercise or working out, mostly because I don’t have pictures to accompany the topic. But today I do.
Most of you already know that I love exercise. I love every single component of it. With those around me, I talk constantly about what my morning workout entailed, what I will be exercising tomorrow, how much weight I lifted, how great my workout was, new exercises I have found, etc. (Wow, I sound a little self absorbed, don’t I?) Some people even say I’m a bit obsessed, and I am, but in a good way, or at least a better way than I used to be.
Exercise. How else can you actually mold and shape your body? How else can you push your limits, physically and mentally? How else can you get high off of endorphins (um… the healthy way)? Exercise, my friends, exercise.
I’ll take exercise in any form. Long ago (about 6 months ago) I was the cardio queen; And I ran a marathon. I did P90X and got into mixed martial arts. Then CrossFit started a new obsession. Weight lifting is now my thing and I adore it. I even learned to love NOT slaving away to cardio. And it’s grand.
In my personal exercise journey I have read soooooooooo much information on fitness and nutrition. But when someone tells a cardio junkie that they will probably not lose the body fat they’d like to, and probably not gain muscle by running, that just does not register.
That is, until that junkie finds a new fix: weight training.
And after a few months, they (I) see a difference. Well, here is my difference:
Besides the fact that I lost my tan, and these are probably the worse before and after pictures ever taken, I did lose some roundness since September and gained some muscle. Granted, before September I had been doing CrossFit for 2 months, and before that, I had virtually no muscle at all, even after doing P90X.
I plan on keeping up with my weight lifting routine (which I will talk about in another post) and seeing how much I really can change my body. I love the super cut look and right now I’m working on bulking a little. I know, I know, “chicks shouldn’t be buff”… screw you, I like it. 🙂
Anyway, I can do SO much more physically than I have ever be able to. Like this weekend, I was challenged by my boyfriend to do 50 push-ups in a row. I took on the challenge and busted out REAL push-ups, 50 to be exact, no problem. A few months ago, I never would have been able to do that. It felt pretty awesome, too.
So, after saying goodbye to 2010, I’m saying hello to Muscles for 2011. I can’t wait to see where the weight training and heavy lifts take me.