Today marks 29 days no alcohol. I’d love to say it marks 29 days no chocolate or cake too but I’d be telling porkies. So to all my fellow dry januaryers keep going!! You’ve only got two more days and you’ve smashed it. I’m feeling pretty smug about it, I must admit. Probably not going to have a drink until after my competition now either, so that would be 61 days no alcohol, not that I’m counting or anything 🙄 I sound like I’m an alcoholic, I’m not. I’m not a big drinker anyway, not enough to hinder my weight loss. My problem is the moment I’ve had a couple of G&Ts I want a Donner kebab, 20 chicken nuggets and cheesy chips. And whilst I’m lay in bed LOVING LIFE devouring the lot I’ve undone all my hard work. So the Gin has to go!
The scales last week hadn’t really moved. I might have had a loss of .4 which is still a loss but nowhere near what I need to be shifting, so this week I’ve upped my cardio. When I say cardio I don’t mean I’ve started insanity classes and spin classes (I’d keel over and die) I just fast pace walk on a treadmill and watch whatever it is I’m watching on Netflix. At the moment that’s Manhunt:Unabomber!! So so good! Please leave recommendations ☺️.
As I’ve been struggling with my deadlifts I decided it’s probably about time I listened to my coach and made a playlist on my iPod so I can ‘get in the zone‘. Now I know I’m an actress and I can be really bloody dramatic when I want to be but I struggle to put myself in the right head space when I’m in the gym and about to deadlift. Its probably because I’m surrounded by others and we’re all chatting and having a laugh. I’ve now realised it doesn’t work like that. I have to get a little bit angry and give myself a little pep talk before I can pick it up. The reason the bar doesn’t move off the ground is because I’ve already told myself I can’t do it before I’ve even walked up to it. Music really helped me get to where I need to be this week and no one talked to me because I had my headphones on so I wasn’t distracted. 122.5kg moved so much easier than the other week. I still don’t like them that much though.
Tom had his first competition this weekend. We drove all the way down to Portsmouth for him to take part in the South Midlands powerlifting comp and he did bloody marvellous. I love my little powerlifting fam. As we were staying overnight it would be rude not to check out the hotels gym so myself and Danny had a lovely little squat session whilst Tom waited nervously for weigh in.
I doubled 115kg!! The last time I tried 115kg was at comp and I failed on depth (shock) so to move it for two I was buzzing! Put me in a great mood to go and watch Tom lift. https://vimeo.com/253281528
Now if you’ve ever been to a powerlifting competition you will know the day pretty much runs on sugar and I forgot to take any meals with me. Let’s just stay I’ve had enough Haribo to last me all of Feb and the amount of KFC that I ate on the drive home was repulsive. I’ve got four weeks until competition now too so I’m very much aware I need to get my head down, I can’t risk another indulgent weekend.
Thanks again for reading!
Love J 💌