I. am. so. tired. My legs were still kinda iffy from boot camp on Saturday, which I'm surprised didn't scar me for life. just the weekend. haha anyways, being sore from saturday wasn't the best way to go in to a workout.
I feel like we did entirely too much yesterday, but I didn't throw up/die, so I guess that's a good sign. Some days I think showing up is too much. Deadlifts are becoming the new squats. I don't hate them nearly as much as I do squats, which seemed to have snuck (is that a word?) their way back in to different exercises. Oh, I noticed. But anyways, I think Darin said Thursday we'd move the deadlift up to like 125 (faaaantastic) and instead of using what looked like a metric ton of the little plate weights, it's two of the huge ones, which I think he said was like the equivalent of a child saying it's first words. I'm not super excited because a) that's heavy and b)clearly I'm not a gym rat. At least one of the two of us is enthusiastic about things. I seem to make it look like I'm "toying" with the weight,but I don't want to look like Godzilla destroying new york. or japan. I didn't watch Godzilla so I don't know what I'm talking about. Moving on. We did this thing with an 8 lb medicine ball that was reminiscent of grave diggers, then I threw the ball to him/at him, then we worked on "the gun show" and did like 4 different arm exercises. Apparently they (and by they, I mean the people who make free weights) make these things that are like magnetic and add like a pound and a half to the weights. It doesn't sound like much,but it feels like it. Confession time, when I go to the gym on my own and do the incline bench press, I use strictly 10's, because I'm lazy (but I do 3 sets of 15 to kinda balance the lazy out). These were like 16.5's and I felt kinda wily-nilly on a couple reps. Then we did this other thing that he gave a real technical name (he might as well have been speaking Swahili) but it was a 5lb weight which is never a good sign. lower weight = harder exercise, just fyi. He saved the best for last and I really, really wish there was a way to get across the level of sarcasm I wish to convey on this blog. However, there isn't, so anyways, it was a pyramid of planks and slams. yeaaaaaaaa. planks. I'd rather eat a corn dog and for those of you who know me at all, I think corn dogs are SERIOUSLY the worst food that made it's way in to the world. I'd rather use typhoid Mary's razor to slit my wrists than eat one. ew. I gagged just thinking about it. The point is (I knew I had a point), I hate planks. So the way it worked was I held a high plank for 20 seconds, then did 10 slams, 20 second plank, 8 slams, 20 second plank, 6 slams, 20 second plank, 4 slams, 20 second plank, 2 slams. Before he told me what we were doing, he quoted my "who has two thumbs and can hold a plank for 50 seconds" facebook status to me. (that was a nice touch). 20 seconds is a LONG time when you're holding yourself in a pushup position. I always forget to breathe. I dont even know how that happens. Anyways, I was having personal earthquakes (that's what I call shaking during an exercise) like you wouldn't believe. Good thing Darin was there to watch me like a hawk or else I would have cheated on the planks. and by good thing, I really mean damn it.
Sometimes I think I'm too stubborn. I know what you're thinking. No. not you! but yes, even I have my faults. I'm trying to use this to my advantage, that I won't give up on this whole getting healthy thing, but right now it sucks, just so we're clear. I'm real tired of food logging, feeling guilty when I don't exercise on days other than Monday/Thursdays and wondering when things will get easier. Which it seems like that will happen on the fifth of never. I just don't feel like I'm good at anything. Anyways,I guess the whole 'feeling guilty' thing isn't so bad most days. I'm just feel like I'm ALWAYS tired. I usually go to the gym with Jennifer on Tuesday but not today. We are insanely behind at work and I know it would be a waste of time in the mood I've woken up in.
I'm pretty sore today, and grouchy in general, which is unusual for me. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. My back hurts, but not in a bad way, it's just the muscles. Hopefully I can perk up before noon, but that's not likely.
I'm still working/pondering the picture idea. Be patient please! that's all I have up my sleeve for now.
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P.s- this picture is so appropriate after yesterday's workout.
I feel like we did entirely too much yesterday, but I didn't throw up/die, so I guess that's a good sign. Some days I think showing up is too much. Deadlifts are becoming the new squats. I don't hate them nearly as much as I do squats, which seemed to have snuck (is that a word?) their way back in to different exercises. Oh, I noticed. But anyways, I think Darin said Thursday we'd move the deadlift up to like 125 (faaaantastic) and instead of using what looked like a metric ton of the little plate weights, it's two of the huge ones, which I think he said was like the equivalent of a child saying it's first words. I'm not super excited because a) that's heavy and b)clearly I'm not a gym rat. At least one of the two of us is enthusiastic about things. I seem to make it look like I'm "toying" with the weight,but I don't want to look like Godzilla destroying new york. or japan. I didn't watch Godzilla so I don't know what I'm talking about. Moving on. We did this thing with an 8 lb medicine ball that was reminiscent of grave diggers, then I threw the ball to him/at him, then we worked on "the gun show" and did like 4 different arm exercises. Apparently they (and by they, I mean the people who make free weights) make these things that are like magnetic and add like a pound and a half to the weights. It doesn't sound like much,but it feels like it. Confession time, when I go to the gym on my own and do the incline bench press, I use strictly 10's, because I'm lazy (but I do 3 sets of 15 to kinda balance the lazy out). These were like 16.5's and I felt kinda wily-nilly on a couple reps. Then we did this other thing that he gave a real technical name (he might as well have been speaking Swahili) but it was a 5lb weight which is never a good sign. lower weight = harder exercise, just fyi. He saved the best for last and I really, really wish there was a way to get across the level of sarcasm I wish to convey on this blog. However, there isn't, so anyways, it was a pyramid of planks and slams. yeaaaaaaaa. planks. I'd rather eat a corn dog and for those of you who know me at all, I think corn dogs are SERIOUSLY the worst food that made it's way in to the world. I'd rather use typhoid Mary's razor to slit my wrists than eat one. ew. I gagged just thinking about it. The point is (I knew I had a point), I hate planks. So the way it worked was I held a high plank for 20 seconds, then did 10 slams, 20 second plank, 8 slams, 20 second plank, 6 slams, 20 second plank, 4 slams, 20 second plank, 2 slams. Before he told me what we were doing, he quoted my "who has two thumbs and can hold a plank for 50 seconds" facebook status to me. (that was a nice touch). 20 seconds is a LONG time when you're holding yourself in a pushup position. I always forget to breathe. I dont even know how that happens. Anyways, I was having personal earthquakes (that's what I call shaking during an exercise) like you wouldn't believe. Good thing Darin was there to watch me like a hawk or else I would have cheated on the planks. and by good thing, I really mean damn it.
Sometimes I think I'm too stubborn. I know what you're thinking. No. not you! but yes, even I have my faults. I'm trying to use this to my advantage, that I won't give up on this whole getting healthy thing, but right now it sucks, just so we're clear. I'm real tired of food logging, feeling guilty when I don't exercise on days other than Monday/Thursdays and wondering when things will get easier. Which it seems like that will happen on the fifth of never. I just don't feel like I'm good at anything. Anyways,I guess the whole 'feeling guilty' thing isn't so bad most days. I'm just feel like I'm ALWAYS tired. I usually go to the gym with Jennifer on Tuesday but not today. We are insanely behind at work and I know it would be a waste of time in the mood I've woken up in.
I'm pretty sore today, and grouchy in general, which is unusual for me. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. My back hurts, but not in a bad way, it's just the muscles. Hopefully I can perk up before noon, but that's not likely.
I'm still working/pondering the picture idea. Be patient please! that's all I have up my sleeve for now.
=]
P.s- this picture is so appropriate after yesterday's workout.
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