Update on Hell Week

After waking up at 5:45 each morning this week and working out, I'm sore as all get out. I'm not able to move my arms without them hurting. It feels like I gave 2 pints of blood out of each arm after being sticked with the needle 20 times before they found the vein. I must admit I know this exactly what my body needs and will continue for as long as I can. My wife has been the biggest help. She wakes up at the same time and says, "Go, you'll feel better if you do."

My next thing to work on will be my diet. I need to eat smaller servings and eat better as well. I will have to do this slowly otherwise I might reject it altogether. I feel proud of myself and know my body will thank me for it.