New Beginnings

I'm on a mission to become a morning person.

Today my alarm went off at 5 a.m. and I immediately turned off the alarm and reset it (the snooze button and I are not friends). I should have introduced myself to snooze today, though, because I reset the alarm for 7 a.m. and the alarm went off at 5:10 and again at 5:20. Apparently an inanimate object has more commitment to my getting up and working out than I do. After glaring at my alarm clock for a few moments, I shuffled to the kitchen and found my roommate, Chelsea, searching for a mug in complete darkness. (She's not really a morning person either.) We got coffee (one cup) and water (however many cups we want) situated for both of us. Chelsea carried a bowl of cereal (her "puffy" Kashi GoLean), a cup of coffee, a glass of water, and the creamer (for me!) to the coffee table with no accidents. We really should have one of those “It's Been X-number of Days Since our Last Incident in the Stockton/O-Gold” household signs. We do have dry-erase board, but we use that for important things, like keeping track of bets and Hangman … But back to fitness!

I coerced her to try a new workout with me once we were nice and caffeinated: the Tank Top Arms Workout (found via Pinterest). With the right Spotify playlist to motivate us, we started working our arms. Halfway through the workout we started the lateral arm raises and Chelsea confessed that they are her least favorite. I asked her how bad she wanted strong arms, and she told me "I WANT IT!" with her intense face.

We fought through two circuits of arms and when we were finished we had done 60 pushups (they were the second hardest thing for me). That's more pushups than I have ever done in a single day in my entire life. Lastly was the tricep dip, which is what I struggled with the most. (Don't worry, we couldn't do them without crying either!)

Alright, I'm listening to “No Diggity” by Blackstreet/Dr.Dre and getting ready to make my meal plan. I always have a guide (based on a meal plan) when I go shopping or I just end up with cookies and celery. As I’m heading out, “No Diggity” reminds me that I'm really looking forward to seeing Pitch Perfect. Find the preview and watch it. ‘Nuff said.