It's been awhile....

So it seems like I always do this when I start to blog...I write a good post in saying I will be writing from now on and expressing my feelings through my virtual journal but as time goes by I honestly get lazy and don't put much thought into things to post or if I do I just get side tracked from other things but what can you do right? Today is one of those days where I miss my Lil one so much...I can't help but to think she is doing or what she thinks about me being gone. I wonder how my absence will impact her later on in life... When I went for my short stay back home on RnR, she had no clue on time...to her every thing was two weeks...the innocence of life and just not having a care in the world. She is a strong kid though...I know that she will be fine...but i can't help to think what is really going on her mind...I miss my lil chunkie monkey!

Cardio and Legs to the max!

Gym double days...oh what fun you might say, no not really you must be thinking " what a crazy ass Mexican! She is gonna kill herself!" Well no pain, no gain right? Not a lot of people know why I am actually working out so much these past few weeks.

To start with, when I went home for 2 weeks on RnR the running bug bit me and didn't leave at all. I found myself waking up each morning at 0600 and find the streets clear with a few Soldiers doing PT in the morning and then there was me. Blasting endless fist pumping tune and just pounding pavement. I even pounded myself into a self driven 13.1 mile run, just to see if I was capable of running 13.1 straight miles. I surprised myself when I finished with 2 hours and 18 minutes. Not race pace material but the fact that I did it wanted me to do more and push myself more. So it has now been almost 2 weeks since I have come back to Afghanistan to finish the rest of my deployment. So far I have only missed one day of working out since the new year. Crazy?! yes! Insane?! not yet but getting there.

Now I am not going to say what I will be doing in the next 11 weeks but I really do hope I can pull it off....But as the time goes along I know my work outs are going to get harder and longer. Today was as grueling as it can get when you have not lifted weights in a while. I felt that pain with me all day from my butt to my toes. 45 mins of what seemed like endless sets and reps of 25 can be discouraging, but I know I need to work in strength training to build my runner's form and of course to burn fat. Cardio today was something I dreaded and did not want to have any part of, I some how forced myself to cross train on the treadmill, bike and stair stepper for an hour and a half. 35 miles on the bike, 4 miles on the treadmill and 10 minutes of the stair stepper was all my legs could handle today. A nice stretch, a cold shower and a pain pill did me some good before I turn in. lol

I'm sure as you are reading this you are thinking "what the hell is she smoking?" honestly I wish I knew. I am calling this an intervention, I am 30 years old, considered obese with a body fat of more than 34% and I want to change that. I don't mean by being a size 2 and never eating a carb. It's about getting healthy and being able to challenge myself and to push my body harder than I have pushed it before. Working out should be like breathing, it should come natural and with out a doubt done everyday. Let me just stop here before I start rambling on and on about this lol I have to get a good thought of mind flow before I put my foot in my mouth lol...now its time to stretch one last time and hit the sack to do this in a few hours again. =)

2012...Time flies thats for sure...

Time has sure flown for me since the last time I said I was going to keep up with this blog. I am going to make a point to update this more than ever since I am tired of really posting my life on Facebook. What is the point in that when I can write what I want in a blog and not have someone comment on my status or like my status for that matter.

I mainly want to start up this blog more as a reflection on myself and my road to a better life physically and mentally. I have been through so much with weight loss and gain that it is always hard to find a happy place. I consider myself a runner trapped in a fat person's body. The truth in that matter is that I have sparked my passion for running long distance. 2-4 miles no longer feed my drive as a good work out. 8-10 miles is the norm for me to get a good work out in a good feeling after.

With this being said, this will be my personal journey through ups and downs. But for now its time to go to bed and rest up for tomorrow