Sheesh !
Lesson number one of personal training - when your trainer asks you if anything is especially sore or stiff -- you should say everything. In a clear , unpractised and convincing voice. Like you were definitely not rehearsing it all the way to gym.
Silly me , I mentioned that my core and ribs and side muscles were particularly stiff and sore yesterday.
My arms and legs have been periodically failing on me since that point in time. I think it's deliberate, because they have connected the dots. They realise that immediately following that really stupid statement, they were made to suffer like they suffered when I was training for the 94.7 a few years back.
I wish I could get my legs to understand that I have about as much control over what comes out of my mouth when I'm in the gym, as a dung beetle in a flash flood. I just have to ride that sh*t out and see where I end up.
But I do understand that it's hard for my legs , they aren't the ones with the weight issues. It's mostly all sitting about around my tummy and my butt. And I know my legs are thinking that yesterday was damn unfair , since the bits with the biggest issues got a bit of break , and they had to carry the lot and got worked to death.
I did wavy rope things with this really heavy rope - and some serious squats with a big elastic band that just about killed me. And I did hectic step ups. Just as I thought I'd have to use my emergency text service to send for the hubby to come carry me out the gym, we stopped for some water , and then did some stretching ... halle-frikkin-luja!
Sadly , I know what I'm like. I would never pick up a heavy piece of rope and swing it wildly for the second of two 30 second sets , unless I had Cory standing next to me counting down and saying "Come on , 10 more seconds , you're doing well" . It's really hard not to try your best when someone's watching you exercise, your pride just won't let you do a half-hearted waving around of the rope.
If I were alone , I would vaguely make the same motion in a similar sort of sense , without much effort at making the rope do anything close to the right movement. And after the first set , I'd be like "oh bugger my arms are sore - I'm going home before I hurt myself"
And that would be that. I know that I am a sneaky bugger when it comes to exercise - and I need someone to check that I'm really doing what I should. And it can't be my husband.
Because we've been down that road before; and he discovered my attitude. Nuff said.
So I've decided to sign on for permanent training sessions twice a week with Cory.
So far , no attitude has emerged . But we're still in the honeymoon stages I think. I'm still doing what I'm told with a positive attitude , and some willingness to push harder than I would normally.
We have not yet found that defining moment that you see on shows like the Biggest Loser. The point where I am so tired , and fed up , and I am probably capable of more , but just not mentally tough enough to do it.
It's going to be interesting when that moment arrives.
So far -- I'm willing to put up with unhappy body parts .... it's all in aid of a healthier , fitter me.
Let's hope I can keep up with the positive attitude.
Lesson number one of personal training - when your trainer asks you if anything is especially sore or stiff -- you should say everything. In a clear , unpractised and convincing voice. Like you were definitely not rehearsing it all the way to gym.
Silly me , I mentioned that my core and ribs and side muscles were particularly stiff and sore yesterday.
My arms and legs have been periodically failing on me since that point in time. I think it's deliberate, because they have connected the dots. They realise that immediately following that really stupid statement, they were made to suffer like they suffered when I was training for the 94.7 a few years back.
I wish I could get my legs to understand that I have about as much control over what comes out of my mouth when I'm in the gym, as a dung beetle in a flash flood. I just have to ride that sh*t out and see where I end up.
But I do understand that it's hard for my legs , they aren't the ones with the weight issues. It's mostly all sitting about around my tummy and my butt. And I know my legs are thinking that yesterday was damn unfair , since the bits with the biggest issues got a bit of break , and they had to carry the lot and got worked to death.
I did wavy rope things with this really heavy rope - and some serious squats with a big elastic band that just about killed me. And I did hectic step ups. Just as I thought I'd have to use my emergency text service to send for the hubby to come carry me out the gym, we stopped for some water , and then did some stretching ... halle-frikkin-luja!
Sadly , I know what I'm like. I would never pick up a heavy piece of rope and swing it wildly for the second of two 30 second sets , unless I had Cory standing next to me counting down and saying "Come on , 10 more seconds , you're doing well" . It's really hard not to try your best when someone's watching you exercise, your pride just won't let you do a half-hearted waving around of the rope.
If I were alone , I would vaguely make the same motion in a similar sort of sense , without much effort at making the rope do anything close to the right movement. And after the first set , I'd be like "oh bugger my arms are sore - I'm going home before I hurt myself"
And that would be that. I know that I am a sneaky bugger when it comes to exercise - and I need someone to check that I'm really doing what I should. And it can't be my husband.
Because we've been down that road before; and he discovered my attitude. Nuff said.
So I've decided to sign on for permanent training sessions twice a week with Cory.
So far , no attitude has emerged . But we're still in the honeymoon stages I think. I'm still doing what I'm told with a positive attitude , and some willingness to push harder than I would normally.
We have not yet found that defining moment that you see on shows like the Biggest Loser. The point where I am so tired , and fed up , and I am probably capable of more , but just not mentally tough enough to do it.
It's going to be interesting when that moment arrives.
So far -- I'm willing to put up with unhappy body parts .... it's all in aid of a healthier , fitter me.
Let's hope I can keep up with the positive attitude.
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