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Wednesday before a weigh in


So this fight cycle has been rocky to say the least.  My head has been all over the place. I lost an opponent, got another one. And so many other  things. My weight has been a struggle. I made some mistakes to assist with other issues. I also found it hard to stick to it without a for sure opponent. And then I panicked that I might not make it. And for the last 2.5 weeks I have been extremely strict with what I have been eating.  And the last few days have been a breeze. It's Wednesday before I weigh-in and I honestly feel the best I've ever felt. I'm a bit thirsty and a bit hungry, but nothing unmanageable.  I can still tell Im doing good because I can listen to the shuffle on the iPod in the car while Im driving.  That has never happened. I usually have to make a playlist of about 10-15 songs that aren't annoying me at the moment to get me through this week.

And I almost posted this. And realized its wednesday, didn't want to go messing anything up since I still had 48 of the toughest hours to go.

So now its 16.5 hours from weigh ins and I am right were I need to be.  Other than being wide awake at1:30 in the am.  Though I have had nothing else to do for the last 12 hours other than make weight and relax.  Now Im almost there and just need to sleep to I can keep the loss going.  And then make weight.  I still feel the best I have ever felt.  Im dehydrated no doubt but Im also very lucid with plenty of energy.  A little too much.  Makes it hard to sleep.  But also means my weight cut went well.


So with that, Im going to attempt sleep again and go back to fantasizing about Pedialyte. 



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