Numbers, goals, Something shiny....

Well as my previous post mentioned the past week... well actually weeks... have been dumping up on my dedication... challenging my consistency.... sucking on my strength...

But I have stuck to my nutrition plan like an Amazonian Swamp leach to a Pygmies balls...

I have attacked every one of my morning cross trainer sessions like an Indian (oops... not politically correct - Native American) after Custers goldy curls...

My weight training sessions have had me staggering from the squat rack like a drunk uncle leaving the egg nog bowl at Christmas...

Then every night I have finished off with a hill climb that would have added up to enough altitude to require a Sherpa from Everest to help me down...

And the grand result from all this dedication, sweat, pain, oxygen searching gasps?????

Wow.... a whole 2.2 mils of fat have left the building....... ohhh for the love of all things purple!!!

My skinfolds are now down to 54.4mils which is exactly where they should be, I am on target, doing it easy, gliding to the goal... give me a G, give me a O, give me a BREAK!!!!!

So if I am on target, doing it right, eating enough food that I don't have major hunger or cravings (Banana bread is never included in that statement by the way.. it is in a class of "Crave" all on its own... it has its own zip code... it is a food group that should be worshipped while warm and toasty... shit I am waffling... sorry its just that banana bread... damn doing it again...) So as I said... why am I disappointed????

Because I set these points in my head that I visualise, aim for, target like a South Korean Missile pointing West (hmmmm that alone could be one of my problems, maybe I should aim like something that might actually hit its target...) and then when I do not reach my targets... I am disappointed with myself... so why would I aim for goals that I may not reach???

Why??? because I always push myself to reach for the very outer most achievable point... this week I aimed for 3.8mils to have been included in the puddle of sweaty sogginess that my singlet becomes after my morning cardio... I reached 2.2mils... I WANTED 3.8!

I had visualised 53.7 mils in total skinfolds.. it was my mantra on the cross trainer.. well that and "oh hell I'm old and dying" ohh and "where is a cute young male bum to stare at when you need one"

See this is why I have been having the whole dedication issues... this is me... I don't want to be average, I don't want to do "well", I want excellence... I want amazing... I aim for the best I can be... always... hence the whole stress over doing it all... being the best wife, mother, nana, employee, painter, cook, cleaner, bike chick... and never being happy with what I achieve in any of these areas... arghhhhhhhhhh

So I now start another week with new goals... I am going to aim as high as I can, reach for impossible goals, be amazed at the people around me who don't, and sad for those who never even consider setting a goal... its probably insane but hey thats me...

ohh and the something shiny............. well I am no longer sponsored by Bribie Physically Fit Gym... so I can check out other avenues, areas, options..... and who knows what shiny bright goal orientated blessing will arrive to travel with me to the IFBB QLD Titles and then down to Sydney to the IFBB Australian Titles... its all about the goals, dreams and passion... ohh and the Banana bread that I will have afterwards of course!