Day #15 I trained on my own at the Eastham Willy's in the gymnasium, shadowboxing and kicking the soccer ball to work on my kicks. I pushed myself... I worked hard... I earned myself a cozy 15 minutes in the hot tub and I was proud of myself. I really tried to get the mechanics of the kick down while kicking the ball and when I shadowboxed, I tried to incorporate those mechanics into kicking... more than just the ball, of course. I can't wait to spar, because I still feel as though I'm missing a few aspects of what will be ahead of me and the sooner I know what lies ahead the better.
Day #16 was a day of rest for me, as I accompanied my girlfriend to the wake and services of her neighbor and friend, Marc. Not only did I not work out, but I figured I had earned myself a little cheating room. So I had a couple drinks at the reception afterwards and I ate food that maaayyyybbbeee isn't really part of my diet. I went to bed later than normal and the whole day was pretty much a loss.
Day #17 ...is when I learned my biggest lesson. Taking a day off to rest is ok, but cheating on my diet and doing things that aren't helping me is STUPID! I am SO mad at myself for screwing off day sixteen because today when I tried to work out, I was exhausted, I didn't have the energy, I was lethargic and I couldn't even really get done the things I wanted to do. I could have done the 20 minutes of cardio and half hour of lifting program I USED to do before I started training, no problem. But these intense workouts require energy and I just didn't have it. So needless to say (but of course I'm saying it anyway) I learned my lesson. No more mental days off, no more cheating and ... no more being an ass! You heard it here first! I'm disappointed, but I'm glad I learned the lesson right away instead of making the mistake more than once. Live and learn. Go me!
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