Alyssa Luckhurst

Baby It Hurts To Love You

This won’t be a very long post because, honestly, it even hurts to type.

I got tag-teamed by not one, not two, but THREE trainers on Friday with a 100% arms workout and I’m still paying for it. My arms feel like they just ran 4 marathons. They feel like they’re committing suicide. The muscles are literally trying to pry themselves off of my body. Gahhhhh.

It’s a good thing that TMR has Bee around to smooth out all the damage that the other guys do. She does triggerpoint therapy. I used my last credit from my package last week, will need to buy another one now that I’m such a sloppy mess who can barely wipe a table down without fighting back screams. First she stretches you and pushes on some pressure points. The craziest one is when she pushes right down on your stomach area. All of a sudden you can feel your heart beating like crazy and you kind of feel like one of those dolls whose head and limbs inflate when you squeeze the thing. Then she lets go and the sensation is cuh-razy. Then she does a full-on massage with oils, hands to feet. She basically puts you in a trance and then quietly leaves the room while you try to wander your way back to consciousness. She even walked on me last time! She is tiny but mighty.

The warm weather is giving me lots of cravings - namely beer, diet coke and ice cream. NEED THEM TO LIVE, says my belly. I’m doing pretty well at fighting them, could probably do a bit better. Now that I’ve reached my goals after all that hard work, maintaining it is very important to me.

Ok, that’s it for now, I don’t know if I have the strength to pick up my 3-pound laptop off my lap, so I sure hope I get through my workout tomorrow. Follow me on Twitter!

Welcome To The LuckySali Show

Nancy came over today and we practiced our pushups and tanned in the sun. It’s amazing to have the confidence to walk around in a bikini, especially next to the U of T head cheerleader, and to get to live the way I want to live knowing that I’ve worked hard to get to where I am physically. Maintaining is key, but so is having fun once you get there!

My shorts from last summer are, legitimately, 5 sizes too big for me, so they look a little ridiculous in that first video.

See? I’m essentially wearing a giant bag around my waist.

I got a really, really nice message this week from a Ryerson friend telling me that she’s just started working with a personal trainer because she has been inspired by reading my blog. “BECAUSE OF ALL YOUR HOT PICTURES” were her words, actually. Haha! Aw Char! Seriously, SERIOUSLY means so much and I’m glad my success can inspire people! She’s in the States, so unfortunately she can’t go to TMR… unless you want to open a second branch in Atlanta, James, then you for sure have at least one client! :)

This is what I looked like when Char and I met. CRAZY BANANAS.

It’s 100% officially bikini weather, so I am bumping it up a notch. Feeling bad ass, I signed myself up for TWO consecutive classes in the morning. And now I can’t get to sleep, so it is probably going to be very, very rough. But I will smile through it anyway!

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