Without any set goals for fitness, I'm working without any pressure. After all, my sole goal in running is to cross the finish line in one piece. With such a low standard, I can easily exceed my expectations.
Feeling good about my completion of a 10 miler on Sunday, I willingly agreed to a one-on-one session with Judi, the personal trainer at the Y. So I showed up at 7:45 this morning to warm up. 40 minutes on the gauntlet (that torture device that looks like the escalator from hell) and I was feeling strong if moist. Then our session began.
We started the hour with intervals of lat pull downs, single leg lunges with a weighted biceps and shoulder lift, and abs on the bosu with a medicine ball, 3 sets of 15 reps, 12 reps, and 25 reps, respectively. After that things got harder. At some point during the hour (was it during the bridge with a triceps lift, or the back extension with a weighted twist?) I needed to take a moment because my 6:30 English muffin was making a reappearance.
There would be no histrionics before the trainer today. For all my big talk of half marathons and 5 AM training runs, I was nothing more than a quivering pile of aching muscles by the end of the session.
What a devious machine, this body that houses my proud spirit, in never allowing me a moment of glory. I forecast a lot more lifting and sweating in my future.
“You are what I never knew I always wanted”
12 years ago
3 comments:
I must ask: your trainer, was she ever cast in the lead role of Ilsa, She-Wolf of the SS? It sounds like it to me.
The description of your workout has me trembling just from reading it! With all the running and the working out, you deserve a medal(that looks like a jelly donut)for all your focus and follow through!
Wow. My personal trainer says that it's good to hurl in the gym. He's a little intense though.
At the gym is one thing. The way I feel the day after is quite another. Ow!
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