week four ... done

i truly can't believe it.  i have finished accomplished four weeks of body by jake!!  to say i'm amazed is an understatement ... but more importantly i feel damn proud!  looking back ... i can barely recall the exercises i've done.  they say when traumatic events happen in your life, you tuck them away deep into your subconscious.  i believe that's what has happened to me.  the challenges i do remember are as follows:  kettlebells ... lots and lots of kettlebells; throwing of medicine balls ... of all fun weights and sizes; waaaay too many squats to count; followed by their sister ... pain-in-the-butt lunges; and lots and lots of exhaustion and glares.  jake is immune to them now.  jake also thinks it's funny for me to do balance exercises.  i think it's payback for all the names i call him.  but all of this has paid off in dividends.  my clothes are a lot looser and tighter clothes are looking better ... i feel good inside and out ... and i'm doing something for me.  i'm enjoying the compliments i receive and look forward to strutting my stuff.  i still have a long way to go ... but i just remind myself "one day at a time" and soon the end will be here before you know it.  i mean ... four weeks has already passed!  i'm afraid to think about where i'd be now if i hadn't started body by jake ... i'd have lots of pizza boxes in my kitchen that's for sure!

speaking of food ... i don't even mind my new eating habits.  lots of fruit, eggs, salad, rice, tuna-fish sandwiches.  i still get the occasional craving for pizza ... and when it hits it hits hard.  but my current favorite and super easy thing to make is scrambled eggs (which takes two minutes ... who knew?!), place the eggs on a toasted english muffin, then top off both pieces with a slice of tomato!  easy peasy.  or i'll throw in some green peppers and roll the eggs up in a whole-grain tortilla and top it off with salsa.  and you all know how i cook ... i don't.  so this is very doable for me!  i still have a free day on saturdays and i try to keep it somewhat in check.  but a few saturdays ago i went for my usual chick-fil-a breakfast and could only eat half of it.  i was totally confused ... since when could i not finish my favorite breakfast in the whole wide world?  so i just saved the rest and ate it a few hours later.  i'm starting to not recognize myself ...

in closing ... i was talking to a friend at work the other day (kizzle that's you) and she wanted to work out with jake to see if she could do it.  i told her she could ... and that she's a lot stronger than she gives herself credit for.  then i paused and realized ... IIIII am A LOT stronger than i give myself credit for ... physically, emotionally, mentally.  when you're pushed to your breaking point ... you realize so much about yourself.  and you know how else i know i'm succeeding?  cuz my grandparents are proud of me!