8 weeks out!

Isn't time an interesting detail in life? It is constant. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years...it ticks away always at the same speed and yet depending on perspective...a second can seem like a year and a year can seem like a second. I have 8 weeks to go, well, less now. I've been training for 10 weeks. And I've made great strides. But 8 weeks and counting down is looming over me. It seems SO close. I have to keep reminding myself of the work that I did the last time I competed in just 12 weeks. I'm anxious but I think it has to do with my goals this time. Last time I just wanted to get on stage. I wanted to take that leap from trainer/gym rat to Figure Competitor! So I did that and now I want to take home a trophy. The goal is bigger, hairier, more audacious. I want to see if I can do this, if I can get my pro card. Pro Card. Professional athlete status. Wow.

So that is what I've been focusing on. I don't want to be an amateur anymore so I can't act like one. I've been a lot more focused lately. The workouts are never a problem. Layne gives me a task and I do it. Guys in the weight room stare at the plates I put on the squat bar. They squint their eyes trying to count how many pounds I'm lifting. I'm super focused in the gym, so much that Tim says I look angry. But hey, I don't need to look friendly in the gym. I'm not there to socialize, I'm there to work. By the way, I squatted 225lbs last week. My personal best and without a spot. I can't lie, it feels cool to be that strong.

The big thing that I've been able to wrap my head around is my diet. I love carbohydrates at night. It's almost as though I transform into some kind of ravenous beast (scary thought). So I hung my competition suit in the pantry. I have to look at it every time I get a craving and begin to break down. Brilliant. That tiny little bikini kicks my werewolf ass every time :)

So, this picture is from Sunday, 8 weeks out. I'll post them each time I post now...by the end I'll post a "before" photo also. So we can all see what can be done in 18 weeks. So who's coming to my show? September 5th in St. Charles, IL. There is morning judging and final judging at night. The more noisy cheerleaders the better!

XOXO