So, as all of you SHOULD know, gay pride is this weekend. On top of being a hot over-the-top tranny mess, it also presents the opportunity to parade around shirtless and count the number of looks you get (well, that's what I'm planning on doing, anyway.) To that end, I have declared this week Lose-Three-Pounds-And-Define-My-Abs week. I've increased my warm-up cardio before every workout to ten minutes and ditched the 750-calorie mass building shake in favor of a 220-calorie Go Lean shake, and have been trying really hard to downsize my dinner and snacking tendencies.
The result? I am SO not cut out to be anorexic. I haven't quite gotten to the point where I'm tired and cranky all the time, although I think that'll happen if I try to keep this going for another couple of weeks. Also, I REALLY don't like being hungry. I lose my focus and just think about food ALL the time. This struggle is symbolized by the Snickers bar that I got for doing a survey last week and has been sitting on my desk, LOOKING at me. Every 5 minutes I look at it and imagine how amazing it would taste, then force myself to wait until my appointed snack time, where I will forgo the delicious Snickers bar for dry cereal. When this weekend is over, I am SO going to eat that Snickers bar, and I'm going to love it god damnit.
The other problem that I never foresaw is that I put a lot of strain on my body when I work out, and I actually need the full carbs and protein intake of my previous diet to keep going. My arms are still sore from a workout three days ago, and I think that I'm on the verge of accumulating joint strain, which usually only happens to me when I lift weights more than 3 days in a row.
However, I am going to look fabulous. And I'm just thanking my metabolism, because if I had to do this all the time I think I'd go crazy.
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I am bracing myself. Seriously. It'll be fun, but I'm just bracing myself.
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