I have about 45 minutes to go until my final 1 hour workout tonight at 8p. The last couple of days have been tough. Yesterday was our day to work with the weights. And Doriana (our trainer) did not care that we were tired. She moved us to a whole new level. Misty and I gave it 100% but still she kept pressing for more. We worked every muscle group as far as it would go. At the end I felt I was going to vomit. But, I thankfully kept it in because there was no way I was gonna embarrass myself in front of the rest of the weight lifters. They are lucky that I spared them that.

We were able to work out a few kinks in the diet which is a good. Now, we are running on all 4 cylinders. It is starting to become routine. I am also finding that I am making my meals a lot quicker than before which helps.

We also were able to work out a weekly schedule for weight training with Doriana. Three times a week we are meeting with her without fail. It reminds me alot of "The Biggest Loser" episodes with Jillian. I dread going. But once I'm there I just do it and before I know it the workout is over.

It helps to workout with Misty because neither of us want to slack in front of each other. We keep each other motivated. But just when I start feeling like I am "all that" cuz I'm working so hard, along comes a hottie with a tight butt and beautiful legs and I am reminded that I have a long long way to go.

But, like always.

Just take it one day at a time.