If you follow me on instagram or facebook,
you would know that I have taken up the F45 8 Week Challenge. I was thinking I
haven’t been active on the blog for close to a year, so it should be fine if I
don’t blog. But then, I remembered – the reason I started this blog was because
I could write basically anything I wanted, not only my food adventures.
So, I welcome you all to my 8-week journey.
I’m not sure what I’ll be writing about,
but perhaps just an online journal, back to the basics of how I’m feeling
through the whole process.
Monday. Weigh-in day, as The Biggest Loser would call it. But it
was more so, just a body scan to see my fat percentage and all the nitty and
gritty inside information we seem to forget about.
Nervous as hell, I stepped on the scales –
it wasn’t as bad as I expected, but of course there is plenty of kilos for
improvement. But the next step was surely one to scare me most, the photos (Yes, they’re not going to be posted at all).
I didn’t even have the courage to look at them until the next day, and I
did only because I was forced to. But it is a good thing, cause now I know
whenever I feel slack and don’t want to go to train, I’ll have this to tell
myself: look at those photos and think again.
Thus far, every day training has been
amazing. I have previously participated in F45 classes, so I’ve always enjoyed
their circuit training. But the pain, the morning after the first day – I
honestly felt like someone had used me as a punching bag.
Then there is food, my love for food is
really being tested. Do I love food more or do I love myself more? Well, my
usual answer would be:
Cassie, you love yourself so feed yourself
what you love.
But no, that’s just taking the easy way out
and making myself feel better for giving in. I guess, this is also a lesson for
the power of the mind.
I apologise for the lack of photos in this
post, as I realised I wanted to document this half way through the week. I’ll
attempt for more imagery next week forward.
Until next week, adios~
go you!!!
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