training and such
Aug. 4th, 2005 08:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Wow. It's remarkable how fast I can get dressed when I don't mess around. My eyes haven't even focused yet, and I'm ready to go. Hobbsie is even fed.
I left work to meet with Alexis. I was a little tired, but ready for our session. Especially since I'd missed it last week. I've only missed once before, and that was during the hoopla of Amy's wedding. So I was glad to see her, but I didn't think it was going to be a big deal.
Wow, did I suck.
I don't know if it was missing one week, or the heat, or what. But I could barely lift my arms. It was puzzling and frustrating. Last week I was doing 65lbs easy on the lat pulls, three full sets. This time we had to do a drop set on the second one in. I was struggling to do lateral raises at the 7lbs I was doing last time. We had to actually drop it down to 5lbs, and then 4lbs. It was so perplexing. And we didn't even get through everything, because it was taking longer. Alexis finally said, "When did you last eat?" and I blinked at her and said, "Lunch. 11:30ish." And she said, "Well DUH. That was like seven hours ago!" I really didn't think that was it, exactly. I normally don't eat dinner or snack before meeting her. Though I normally have chicken or beef at lunch, but I'd just had mac 'n cheese.
Well, whatever it was, it sucked. I had considered dropping weight-lifting until after the triathlon, because I wanted to focus on cardio. But crap, if missing one session is going to knock me on my ass, then no.
I'd gotten to this nice part, where I wasn't so blisteringly sore after our workouts, but my shoulders are quite owied today. Also, I made the mistake of letting Alexis know what my two most hated routines were. So when we got to the end, and only had time for one more superset, she said, "Okay! Lunges and triceps!" GOD. For an exceptionally beautiful, young woman, she sure is cruel.
On the positive side, I finally have French and Alexis locked into set days of the week. French on Tuesdays, Alexis on Wednesdays. It makes it easier for me, since I am both a creature of habit, and it just makes better sense. I used to do both of these things on Saturdays, back to back and it was a tough schedule to maintain. Particularly, it's nice having French during the week. Gives me a much better chance of doing my homework before the lesson.
Sarah had met me at my gym, to try it out and just for convenience. One very exciting outcome of this was, she (lover of the elliptical machine), tried the ones at my gym and pronounced them EVIL. So it's not just me. My body is not just defective. Those machines do make your feet numb and hurt hurt hurt. Not that I was glad she was in pain, but I was very happy it wasn't just me. Now I need to go try the ones at her gym and see if I'm still in agony (in which case my body will be pronounced defective.)
We went to Fred Meyer to return the frames. Even though I'd made a point of keeping the receipt, I couldn't find it. Mrrrh. So I took a price hit on the return. But I couldn't face the prospect of taking them back to the car and having to deal with them again. I did, however, forget to buy Scrabble. So I either have to go buy it today or beg Ellie and Jeff for their copy.
By then the concept of cooking was too tragic to consider. So we went to the Hi Life. I was relatively good. Had grilled chicken and a spinach salad. Then Sarah and I split their glorious and simple sundae of vanilla ice cream, great hot fudge, and Spanish peanuts. God that's good. And since we split it, it's um, not that bad.
I left work to meet with Alexis. I was a little tired, but ready for our session. Especially since I'd missed it last week. I've only missed once before, and that was during the hoopla of Amy's wedding. So I was glad to see her, but I didn't think it was going to be a big deal.
Wow, did I suck.
I don't know if it was missing one week, or the heat, or what. But I could barely lift my arms. It was puzzling and frustrating. Last week I was doing 65lbs easy on the lat pulls, three full sets. This time we had to do a drop set on the second one in. I was struggling to do lateral raises at the 7lbs I was doing last time. We had to actually drop it down to 5lbs, and then 4lbs. It was so perplexing. And we didn't even get through everything, because it was taking longer. Alexis finally said, "When did you last eat?" and I blinked at her and said, "Lunch. 11:30ish." And she said, "Well DUH. That was like seven hours ago!" I really didn't think that was it, exactly. I normally don't eat dinner or snack before meeting her. Though I normally have chicken or beef at lunch, but I'd just had mac 'n cheese.
Well, whatever it was, it sucked. I had considered dropping weight-lifting until after the triathlon, because I wanted to focus on cardio. But crap, if missing one session is going to knock me on my ass, then no.
I'd gotten to this nice part, where I wasn't so blisteringly sore after our workouts, but my shoulders are quite owied today. Also, I made the mistake of letting Alexis know what my two most hated routines were. So when we got to the end, and only had time for one more superset, she said, "Okay! Lunges and triceps!" GOD. For an exceptionally beautiful, young woman, she sure is cruel.
On the positive side, I finally have French and Alexis locked into set days of the week. French on Tuesdays, Alexis on Wednesdays. It makes it easier for me, since I am both a creature of habit, and it just makes better sense. I used to do both of these things on Saturdays, back to back and it was a tough schedule to maintain. Particularly, it's nice having French during the week. Gives me a much better chance of doing my homework before the lesson.
Sarah had met me at my gym, to try it out and just for convenience. One very exciting outcome of this was, she (lover of the elliptical machine), tried the ones at my gym and pronounced them EVIL. So it's not just me. My body is not just defective. Those machines do make your feet numb and hurt hurt hurt. Not that I was glad she was in pain, but I was very happy it wasn't just me. Now I need to go try the ones at her gym and see if I'm still in agony (in which case my body will be pronounced defective.)
We went to Fred Meyer to return the frames. Even though I'd made a point of keeping the receipt, I couldn't find it. Mrrrh. So I took a price hit on the return. But I couldn't face the prospect of taking them back to the car and having to deal with them again. I did, however, forget to buy Scrabble. So I either have to go buy it today or beg Ellie and Jeff for their copy.
By then the concept of cooking was too tragic to consider. So we went to the Hi Life. I was relatively good. Had grilled chicken and a spinach salad. Then Sarah and I split their glorious and simple sundae of vanilla ice cream, great hot fudge, and Spanish peanuts. God that's good. And since we split it, it's um, not that bad.
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Date: 2005-08-04 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-04 06:27 pm (UTC)Now I just need to remember to buy some protein bars and keep them handy at the office!
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Date: 2005-08-04 06:29 pm (UTC)I was validated when I saw my very buff (and hot) co-worker eating one the other day. Ha!
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Date: 2005-08-05 12:05 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2005-08-05 12:06 am (UTC)