W #6-- Monday

Recovery: 3/4 Muscle Milk
Breakfast: 3 egg whites with spinach
Lunch: Two Mahi Mahi Tacos from Baja Fresh
Snack: Whole Grain Pita Chips
Dinner: Sushi from Poway Sushi Lounge (I admit... one was fried :( It was called the lazy chef... and it was gggggggrrrrrreat!)

This morning, we spent the whole time in the room. We warmed up and went to town all right in there.

I guess Sal, Alicia, B Healey, Shiree and Rudy all went out to watch the Charger game last night and today only Rudy (he was able to leave around 7) and Shiree made it to class in the morning. I think we are supposed to give Sal hard time the next time we see him ;)

So, because they all partied a bit, Rudy decided to do us a favor and kick out butts. I needed it for the weekend I just had, so I was pained yet grateful.

Abs were blasted, arms were blasted... there was probably only about 5 seconds for the weary, hardly any recovery time at all. I was almost in tears every time we had to keep our legs 6 inches off the ground and hold it. It really took everything I had to keep up with him and his pace on the weights.

On thing that I did like though is when we would sit up and do trunk twists while holding one of our weights (I used 10 lbs today btw). I liked it because I know it's working my midsection, but it isn't killing me. I would just stare straight into the mirror and work on twisting so that my shoulder landed square under my face with each rotation. Slam, slam, slam. Shoulder, shoulder, shoulder. Concentrating on that helped me to not notice any real pain.

Sometimes when I am in so much pain during class and I have to think, "Just a little more..." I wonder if that is anything CLOSE to being in labor. The pain can be so great and you want to give it your all, yet you want to stop, yet you do not know if you can give it your all and you know that you can not stop.