dead end

i lost 7 lbs.  i also lost something else along the way.  my motivation.

in typical "me" fashion, i hit hard and was balls-to-the-wall hard-core working out. and then i got bored. dead lifts, lat pulls, trx pull-ups, russian twists, leg extensions, battle ropes. we did different things, different variations, different weights, but basically the same HIIT over-and-over.  plus, just as we were nearing the end of our 15 sessions, my trainer went overseas to a powerlifting competition.  he left me to finish my sessions with another trainer, and he really pushed me hard.  but it wasn't the same. it felt like it didn't matter if i kept up with my eating habits.

so, for 2 weeks, i just didn't care.  i ate cake.  i went 6 days straight without going to the gym.  i ate chips.  i walked around the track a few times and did some HIIT exercises.  i ate french fries.  i had hit rock bottom (again) and i was feeling guilty.  i was better than this.  i had a goal to accomplish.

so i called Alice.