I had done a lot of research on Google, read many fitness magazines searching for "what" I can do, "how" I can do it and all the other questions that come up when someone decides he/she want to do something. And let me tell you, there is a lot of "useless" information out there. Definitely a lot of information, but most of it was useless. I knew what I wanted and what I didn't want. I had prayed to God for a door or window to open looking for a trainer. A couple of weeks later I met a guy here locally. He wrote me a training plan and a meal plan that I followed for a few weeks. I told him that I wanted to compete in the Women's Physique Class and he told me that I couldn't do it unless I took steroids. That was his belief, and his prerogative, but that wasn't what I was interested in. I wanted to see what I could do with the tools God had given me. I have nothing against women who choose to do it. Because steroids don't make you strong, these women still have to work their butts off to achieve the physique they dream of. My journey has me on a different path.
Luckily not long after that I met my trainer who I have to this day. I call him "the Boss". I'll talk more about the Boss, his training methods and my individual training over the next 12 weeks, but for now just know he was the answer to that prayer.
So for the last year I have been training - hard.
And it hasn't been easy. It's amazing how inconsiderate people can be when they don't understand or agree with the choices you make for your life -- especially when they are positive. If I would have gotten pregnant or my life was falling apart, there probably wouldn't be so many sly comments. Since I'm doing this for me, I take the good with the disappointing and keep it moving.
Now I am in the preparation phase for my show. I actually started officially after my sister's wedding in June, but before that the Boss took away all sweets and milk products (that latter not so hard because I am not a big milk fan.) In this phase I have transitioned from growing to cutting. I started at 85kg. Today I weighed in at 79.7kg. I weigh myself every morning before eating and drinking anything. This is probably the most frustrating part of this journey so far. The Boss said he thinks my competition weight will be somewhere around 64-67kg and since 1kg + 2.2lbs - you get the picture. Everyday my weight does something different.
Last Monday, the Boss changed my training plan and made adjustments to my diet because I just wasn't really losing weight. Still eating approx. 2000 calories a day, my daily rice intake was reduced from 400g to 200g and I train now 5 days a week instead of 4. Still lifting heavy. Everyday has a concentrated exercise that is pushed for maximum effort, and then 2-3 supplemental exercises for pumping and to get the heart rate up -- so much drop sets, supersets, etc... Why? Because I need to burn more calories and since my job is in an office setting at a desk for 9-10 hours a day that extra movement is crucial. But last week the changes worked almost immediately and I was excited. I had gone down to 78.4kg before I was hit with a bug on this past Sunday and got sick. And what happened? My weight went back up. And as usual, I panicked because the Boss doesn't see me everyday. He doesn't live close. And in my mind I wonder what he's wondering when he's reviewing my meals and such. I am completely honest with my meal and weight tracking because even though it frustrates me, I would rather be able to see what happens and what not. I do a lot of reading outside of him talking me off the ledge trying to figure out what I could be doing wrong or what I could be doing different, but here again is all the useless information out there.
So I remember to trust the Boss. Why? Because at the end of the day I know he has my best interests at heart and his wife is a beast so I know he's knows what he's talking about.
Over the next 12 weeks I will continue charting the ins and outs of my contest prep and posting pics as well. I'm doing this mostly to keep my own sanity but maybe someone will Google something about contest prep one day and find some sense of familiarity and solace in their journey from reading mines.
Until next week.
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