Lucilicious

Okay there's no such thing, but I had to get a name for the condition that has me breaking out in cold sweat at night and waking up to this terrible drumming noise of "can't lift today, can't lift today, can't lift today" inside my mind...

As a personal trainer I have to work with weights all day, weights that never get reckoned into your total lifted for the day...but boy, at times you sure do feel them!! Today while loading a client's barbell, it struck me that for the first time all day that was the happiest moment I had been in. Spotting a client through a bench press had never really been something that stood out in my day, but today just being near a barbell had me smiling and giddy!! And this made me wonder:

Will I ever really be able to stay away from the weight floor at the gym?? Till my pec is healed, I am under forced rest for chest, shoulders and upper back because training these now could lead to some serious muscle imbalances as I will try to over compensate on something to make up for my pectorals. Seeing as you can't train legs each day... I've taken a two day rest period, well sort of. After spinning this morning I took a stroll onto the weight floor, and realized that is where I feel most at home. I know my way around the floor, know where to stand for the aircon to hit me just perfectly, know how far to stand away from the biiiiig guys and even how to handle them when they are taking up too much damn time with equipment. That is my space where I go to think, where I make the most important decisions of my life. Haha, sounding a bit obsessed right? I am. I feel ill when I don't get to train heavy for a day - the only thing that can cure this ache in my gut is the reassurance of my strength that only a heavy loaded barbell can offer.

Tomorrow I'll gradually start increasing movement, helping the healing process along just a tad bit. Got my new nutritional plan and not even the festivities and heat of the season will stop me from achieving what I set out to do!!

Life knocks you back a few paces, you get up and challenge life all over again!!

I don't long for chocolate...all I want is the satisfaction of a heavy loaded barbell..
Please do a girl a favour?? In the next two weeks when you find yourself beneath a proper loaded barbell...think of me!!

Live it. Love it. Lift it.