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Ok, so I've got to do a better job of updating this thing.

A few things going on in Cholo's life: my birthday was last Friday, and I took that as my cue to eat copious amounts of cupcakes and consume entirely too much alcohol for around three days.  I had an awesome time, and I certainly noticed a difference in the amount of bar attention I got (which was quite welcomed).  But, now I"m sort of having to play catchup.  I only skipped one workout during my birthday binge (the ninja one, Kenpo- which is sort of my least favorite, anyway), and hopefully I'll be able to double up on workouts today and squeeze it in.
Working out:  Phase 2 is tough.  Like, wowzas.  I figured that the first week of Phase 2 would be a doozie because of the whole muscle confusion thing, and it was.  But I'm currently in week 3 and it is harder than ever.  With Phase 1, I was insanely sore during the first week, but in the subsequent weeks I was OK- my muscles were a little tense and had that feeling of oh-my-god-I-can't-hold-up-a-coffee-cup, but I was OK.  Phase 2?  Sore.  Every.  Day.  Granted, not the debilitating sore of week 1, but definite lingering pain.  Even workouts that carried over from Phase 1 (Plyometrics and Legs & Back) are wrecking me.  My butt is guaranteed to be so sore as to make me wince when I sit down after doing the Legs & Back video on Fridays (which lends itself to interesting weekends, wowza), and Plyometrics still makes me feel like an obese woman from a Richard Simmons video.

Some things I"ve realized after the jump.

Some pictures, I guess

Wow, it's been a hot minute since I updated.  I know, that's bad blog etiquette.  I get it.
What can I say?  Life happens.  But, I've still been working out.  Really, I have!

So, here's a picture post.  It's going to be short (because I honestly can't believe I'm putting pictures of myself on the internet- gross), but here it is.  The first picture is Day 0, and the second is abourt Day 34.  It's cheating a little to not do it right on Day 30, but I was Spring Breaking and couldn't get to a seedy bathroom mirror.  So, without further ado...

Ice cream and cake and cake

Shocking/sort of gross revelation this morning: every time I've made something with protein powder (meat stick, I know) I haven't put nearly enough of it in.  I thought that "one scoop" meant, like, a table spoon or two.  Oh no. It meant one scoop full of the scooper that comes in the tub.  THE SCOOPER IN THE TUB IS MASSIVE.  Like, at least 17 tablespoons.  I'm eating some yogurt and fruit with the powder in it, and every gritty bite brings me closer to expelling it all.  Hopefully it will help though?  ::crunch, crunch, crunch::

Go away, fat man!

Immediate post-workout review: Plyometrics this morning.  It didn't feel like it went as well as last week, but I think that might just be a feeling.  I went a little lower on my squats, tried to jump a little higher, etc.  I even had to pause the DVD once to halt impending asphyxiation  (talk about a slice of humble pie).  I sweat my arse off, though, so I guess I was doing something right.

Anywho, I'm off to shower and take a nap before class.  Grocery shopping is a necessary evil today, but I sho' don't want to do it.  Know that.

-Boom