Amanda, Nitro...Love you guys. That's all I want to say about that.
Ok, so the hard fact is that I Yadhira "Yadi" Ortiz allowed to let life get in the way of my goals when it comes to my overall fitness. Not saying I'm completely in the shits BUT I'm definitely not where I want to be physically. My athletic abilities have taken a dramatic turn. I have strayed away from what is considered traditional CF woding and have given myself to Oly lifting. Not saying that I would never wod again because I will trust me. But as every who knows me and have seen my posts, Oly's got my heart.
The down side of it all is I can't afford premium membership for now (hopefully this dry spell will end soon) and unfortunately one of the requirements before a sanctioned meet is that you get weighed in. Now I haven't weighed myself in a REALLLLY long time. I have no desire to do so for once in my life. But I saw the magic number and it was heartbreaking (but not a surprise) for about 5 minutes. I couldn't let my head space go there before a meet but trust me its been floating around my head for the past couple of days. I gained alot of weight...no really, I mean a lot of weight. And no I'm not that mature to tell you how much I weigh ;-).
I'm actually confused that I can still fit in my clothing...but add more weight and it's a wrap. My one pair of skinny jeans? Forget it! My thighs violently laughed at me the last time I tried to wear them.
The beauty of it all is that I've grown mentally about this whole weight thing. I've become numb to it. Not too long ago I would totally trip and just get so down about my weight. It would change my mood like the sky was falling. Not anymore, I can't explain it. Now its like I tell myself, "ok bitch you know what you have to do now get to it! This ain't your first time at the rodeo!"
Hell I knew this almost two weeks ago without getting weighed. I knew that I had to shift gears and mean it and stop starting over and over again.
So what's the upside to this blog on Thanksgiving day. The fact of the matter is that the first time I lost the weight on my own with no gym membership. Just pure tenacity, want, determination and drive. So there is no reason to fuck up is there? If theres a will theres a way. I still have CFM, I went through the grapevine and found a stationary frame for my bike at no cost. So yea I have an airdyne minus the fan in my room now. So I just have to get just as creative like I did almost 3 years ago.
So if my calculations are correct we got 63 days till this YLA is over? Before I even saw this blog I knew as of Monday that today would be my last legit splurge. And starting anew on Friday. So I have 63 days to shake shit up. Lets start with a small time frame and see what kind of damage (in a good way of course) I can do in that time. I plan on going out with a bang on this one!!!