Archive for March, 2011
Today, The Trainer returned from vacation. He’s been gone all month pretty much and all of our communication has been via text. I saw him earlier in the day and let him know I was ready for whatever he had for me. Even though my right shoulder is acting funky, I was ready!
20 jump squats
15 push ups
2 stair runs
Oh the intense cardio has returned! It seems he gave me a bit of a break in that area while he was gone. At least, maybe it just seems that way. I really struggle on days I have burpees and stair runs in the same workout. Add to those two things the jump squats and I’m toast. I’m exhausted, sleepy, tired. Whatever word you want to use. I’m it.
I’m also having to ice my right shoulder. I can’t pin point where the pain starts, but I can feel where it radiates. It’s not even really a pain, just a soreness. More like a constant ache that doesn’t want to go away.
Ibuprofen and ice pack are my friend.
My shoulders were very sore today, but I could move my arms above my head and did not need help washing my hair this morning. Good times.
I never heard back from The Trainer, so I made up one of 2 stair runs, 50 sit ups and 30 squats for 3 rounds. Not too heinous, very doable and still felt like I got something from it.
And then I came home and did 20 minutes on my Elliptical machine I have here in my living room. I know. I’m as crazy as the Trainer!
He’s back to work tomorrow, so I’m sure that workout will have me crying for my mommy. We’ll see, I guess!
After the nasty workout from yesterday, I was hoping he’d give me something that wouldn’t kick my butt so thoroughly.
I don’t even know where to begin with this one. It looks easy and mentally I know I can do it pretty fast, but I knew it would hurt me. And if I keep up this shit, I might get arms like Cameron Diaz!
thrusters – bar
bent over rows – bar
Our 35 pound bar is non existent anymore, so 45 pounds it was. HOLY HELL! The thrusters are murder just for the simple fact I’m squatting and then thrusting up when I stand up. And with that bar? Holy noodles arms, Batman! Normally that bar doesn’t hurt me much. I can usually do some bent over rows with it and it doesn’t hurt as badly. However, I knew with the thrusters added in there, it wasn’t going to be easy.
I completed this workout. I did every single rep in every single round. I huffed and puffed, I stopped to catch my breath, but damnit, I did them all!
And then to add insult to injury, while I was laying on the blue mat to recover, I got a wild hair up my ass and did 50 sit ups.
My arms are now feeling super heavy and noodle like and I’m exhausted. I could just curl up in a ball and sleep the rest of the evening. I would do just that, if I didn’t have to do some homework instead.
I went back on the patch this morning, have not had a cigarette since last night at 7pm – 24 hours! Wewt! Here we go again on this roller coaster of my life!
I texted the trainer this morning and almost immediately I got my response. I didn’t like it….
5 stair runs
50 calories on bike
50 sit ups
50 Russian twists
Yeah. It was as ugly to do as it is ugly to read. Horrible! Absolutely felt like puking, but I did it! My favorite P1 guy was working today too and when he asked me how I was feeling and I said “pukey” he said “good, that means ya did something!”
*sigh* I still have a problem associating that pukey feeling with anything more than discouragement on my working out. When I work myself to the point I feel like puking or can’t breathe, I feel very discouraged and do not like it. However, they love it when that happens, because to them, it means you got something and you pushed yourself. I’m thinking I may need to adjust my attitude about the pukey feelings I get during some of these workouts.
The Trainer is in Florida right now for Yankees spring training. He knows how huge of a Yankees fan I am. He sent me a picture of the baseball diamond, bathed in sunlight and said “It’s terrible here, you wouldn’t like it at all.” F*cker!!!!!!
Now to get ready for class and try not to fall asleep before class starts at 9pm.
I’ve run the gamut of emotions in the last two weeks. I’ve gone from happy and joyous to scared and depressed. Things are looking encouraging on one front of things going on with me, but I’m still refusing to get my hopes up. My situation is frightening and uncertain about where the road will lead. But I keep taking those steps, one right after another, and I know I’ll make it to the other side a stronger, better person for it.
I am still struggling with my smoking and I’m okay with it. I’m not going to beat myself up over struggling to get through this portion of my life. I have bigger fish to fry and I’m choosing my battles wisely (so to speak). I’ve smoked for almost 30 years, so I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to quit smoking over night or that easily.
Work is going well and I’ve really enjoyed my job lately. Learning new things always keeps me on my toes. School started back up last Wednesday and I’m quite happy to report it’s my next to last term. This term I’m taking Accounting and Socially Responsible Leadership. Not the most exciting of classes, but it’ll give me a head start when I start my Bachelor’s program in the fall or winter. I’ll get my Associate’s in August and then will try to take a month or two off before going back in for the higher degree. We’ll see how I’m feeling in August.
My workouts are still challenging most days, but some days I don’t feel like he’s giving me stuff that is hard to do and this makes me feel wonky for some reason. Since he’s still on vacation, I’ll talk to him when he gets back and ask him to “kick it up a notch” for me. I’m probably going to regret that conversation the first time he does, but I’m really enjoying the results I’ve been getting and seeing, so I’ll try to go light on myself. I lost 2 sizes from July to February and the size I’m currently in is starting to become baggy, so I know I’m quite close to hitting my goal size that I want to be in. I have no idea how much weight I’ve lost since the last time I weighed myself and I’m okay with that. I really don’t care about the pounds. I’m more focused on the fitness and how my clothes are fitting from day to day.
I started working in the office of my apartments again. I worked yesterday and will work again next weekend. I don’t know how often I’ll be working there, but it will definitely help in the financial arena of what I need to take care of in the next few months. I’m hoping I won’t need to get another job beyond that, but we’ll see with the bills that will be coming in. Some days I don’t know how I’m going to juggle 2 jobs and school, but I gotta do what I gotta do to get shit taken care of, so I’ll buckle up and do it if need be.
I’m off to enjoy the rest of my weekend and thankful tomorrow is not payroll Monday.
Until next time…
The Trainer was going to Florida today so I really didn’t expect to hear from him, so I wrote some stuff down but didn’t know what I’d actually do once I got downstairs.
The other guys on this platoon were down there, doing a workout made up by the P1 guys yesterday, so I had to figure out a side of the gym to work on (it gets pretty crowded when we are all trying to do different stuff).
50 cal on bike
then 3 rounds of:
20 push ups
40 sit ups
2 stair runs
and then 60 step ups
Yeah, I kinda kicked my ass today, but as I sit here an hour and a half after I finished I feel like I didn’t do enough (?) what is that about? Pfft.
Friday is my “treat allowed” day and so I stopped at Arby’s and got myself a chocolate shake. And that is all I ordered. The guys in the car behind me laughed at me. I don’t care. I got my chocolate shake!
Now to enjoy my two days of rest since the Trainer will be back next week and will most likely start kicking my ass daily again.
Once again, my emotions played havoc with my ability to stay smoke free. I caved and had a few cigarettes today (more on this later!)
5 stair runs
25 cal on bike
30 sit ups w/5# weights on chest
20 db shoulder press (20# used)
10 tricep dips
Huh. Just one round? Really? Interesting! I figured it must be harder than it looks on paper when I wrote it down.
It wasn’t super hard, but it definitely wasn’t easy. The tricep dips had me a little snookered cause I knew there was NO way I could it the way he does. He uses the parallel bars we have that is part of the pull up bar set up. I can hardly do a pull up, I just couldn’t see myself doing that on those. I used the weight bench for those and did okay with them.
Some days, I think he goes easy on me. I know that tomorrow, he won’t.
I went all day without a cigarette in the office. I had smoked one before work and one on my lunch break. At around 3pm, I just caved and had to have one. I went downstairs, smoked and when I was coming back in, I saw a truck that looked like The Trainers. I didn’t think anything of it cause he’s on vacation and even if he wasn’t, it was P1 today – not P2 (his duty day).
I walked into the kitchen to get some water and as I was coming out, guess who I saw? Uh huh. You guessed it. There I was in my winter coat, walking upstairs and there The Trainer was. *sigh*
We chatted for a second cause I asked him what he was doing there, he’s supposed to be in Florida. As I finished walking into my office, I was FREAKING out. Of all people to run into when I cave and go have a smoke. Seriously? FFS I can’t even do something that I’m not supposed to do without running into someone! Darn it!
Oh well. I will just keep trying the smoking thing and obsessing on why I seem to always run into him when I’m caving with the smoking thing. It’s a sign, I’m sure.
Once again, the Trainer did not get back to me so that means I had to come up with my own workout for the day. HATE this part of the day.
After the deadlifts yesterday, my lower back and forearms were kinda hurting me and very sore. And then I proceeded to file and box 6 years of payroll records and my back hurt even more.
I was actually kind of happy to not hear back from him, so I just did a quick thing that I made up as I went.
50 sit ups
25 cal on bike
50 sit ups
20 step ups (up to 18″ bench)
50 sit ups
20 step ups
50 sit ups
20 step ups
Yes. I did a total of 200 sit ups. It sucked and my ab muscles will surely hate me tomorrow. For now, I’m going to go finish watching Survivor!
So I texted The Trainer this morning and asked him to pick up the ball he dropped yesterday. Maybe I irked him? lol I don’t know but apparently, he was making me suffer for something cause I certainly thought he wanted to kill me today.
25 calories on bike
10 jump squats
10 deadlifts (95#)
2 minute rest in between each round
time each round – go as fast as you can
HOLY FREAKING HELL! Seriously?!?! I know. I know. I ask for this shit everyday.
I just wanted to sit and cry at my desk. The moment I read the WOD, I just wanted to curl up in a little ball somewhere and suck my thumb while crying.
The commitment I made to myself does NOT include crying and NOT working out. So, at 4pm I headed downstairs to get my sweat on.
I had to prepare the barbell for the deadlifts and then get the stopwatch on my cell phone ready. I don’t know how I feel about the times on my rounds, but I did pretty well I think.
Round 1 – 5:45
Round 2 – 5:46
Round 3 – 6:08
Round 4 – 5:40
Round 5 – 6:30
Okay, I have NO idea why round 3 took so long or why round 4 was the fastest round of the five. I do know that in round 5, I got these cramps in my toes that I get when I use the bike. It hurt so badly! I had to stop several times to walk it off.
I am going to go ice my back now. It only took almost 3 hours, but it’s starting to get a little tender. Ice it now and avoid any major pain tomorrow!
It was a crappy day all around, no need to go into details. Payroll sucked, my desk is still full of paperwork that I didn’t get to today and my trainer never got back to me. So you know this means I had to come up with my own workout, which I HATE doing. LOATHE it, actually.
I’ve pretty much lost my workout partner so keeping myself motivated is turning into quite the challenge. Since my trainer is on vacation and even when he’s not, I only see him every third day, it’s even more difficult to actually do this shit.
I did a total of 125 situps, 125 squats and 10 stair runs. I broke it down into 5 rounds and I was outta the building by 4:50 p.m.
While a part of me feels like I half assed it, I sure didn’t feel that way when I finished the last round!
The Trainer texted me after I had gotten home, apologizing for not sending something. Pfft. I think he owes me now. What it is exactly that he owes me, I haven’t figured out yet.