I've been asked what a normal day consists of for me. I set my alarm for 4:53am. I know...crazy. This coming from a NON morning person! That time gives me a few minutes to roll around in the bed thinking "Why?? Why am I DOING this to myself?!" Then I get up and make myself my first meal of the day. Again, this is coming from a non breakfast eating person. I try to hit the gym by 5:15-5:20am for my morning cardio. I get my cardio hour in and then head home to get myself and the kids ready for the day. I'm not going to give you a play by play of my day. But in between when I get up at 4:53am until I go to bed (which is too late, I'm still working on going to bed earlier) I will have consumed 5 meals, very strict meals, weighed and measured, a couple snacks in between and two hours of working out. I will have worked, taken the kids to and from school, made dinner for the family, if sports are in session, there is always practices and games to attend, regular errands and chores that need to get done, one hour (minimum) working on my Muscles and Mascara biz, having lunches and clothes ready for the next day, bath and bedtime for the monkeys, a bit of posing practice...and some quality snuggling in peace on the couch with Scott. PHEW! That is a day in the life of this mascara slingin bikini competing Mama!!!
About three weeks into my training and I can tell you this. It takes commitment. It takes determination. It takes will power. It IS like a full time job. You can't half ass your way to that stage. If you want results, you need to do work. I feel up until this point I wasn't pushing myself hard enough. I wasn't committed enough. Meeting with Amie on Thursday, going over my meal plan and getting my first posing session in, helped me see, I can't WAIT to walk that stage. Yes, I still get butterflies and the queasy puke bucket feeling when I think about it, but I also get pumped up. Today while Cruz napped I practiced what I learned...and I was enjoying it. I'm sure I still look like a total goof as it is all still unnatural for me, but I had fun with it. There will be no insecure, modest Jamie on that stage. Nope. Just confident (still a total dork but hopefully that will be well hidden) Mama Jamie on that stage. I was looking at some bikini pro's online today. Primarily ones in their 30's like me... talk about motivation!!
It's not that I think I'm special. It's not that I think I am more important than anyone else.... I'm just me. And it doesn't get more real than that.
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