Pro Tip: A cheeseburger and fries does not make good pre-workout fuel. 😬🤢🥴
Every once in awhile, I like to test my invincibility. I’m convinced that my body has become such a well oiled machine, that it can withstand whatever craziness I throw it’s way. Because after all, I’ve been super committed for three months. That makes me a pro, right? 🤷🏼♀️ Sometimes it’s sleep deprivation and other times, like today, it’s a shitty ass meal at a shitty ass time. (Don’t get me wrong: the cheeseburger was 👌🏼and the fries were greasy goodness - it’s the timing that sucked.)
Fast forward 60 minutes later and I’m feeling LIKE SHIT. Shaky, weak, clammy. Running a sprint was a joke. My muscles weren’t cooperating AT ALL. Come to find out my body needed so much energy to bust up that fatty meal, there was nothing left over for little ole me. 😕
And while this appears to be a rookie mistake...it’s more like I was super arrogant about what my body could withstand after three months of work.
But I live by the motto “no mistakes, only lessons” so I’ll stick to my bananas, my oatmeal, my apples or yogurt. Because I pretty much wanted to hurl once I got started. 🤢