Today was hard, but I have to admit...I'm really beginning to like it. Well, maybe like is a strong word...but I'm considering signing up for phase II once my six weeks have concluded. YIKES! Don't quote me on that...I still have three weeks left...but hey...it really can become addicting.
I have an exercise for you exercise-phobes to try. I already challenged Shana to the "Dying cockroach" in which she agreed was difficult...so now give this one a shot.
Lay flat on your back on the floor with your hand underneath your bum. Cross your left foot over your right knee. Lift your right knee towards your chest, bringing your butt cheeks off the floor slightly. Do that fifty times on each leg. Your abs will burn...I promise! Enjoy!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Week Three: Day Two
OUCH! Do you remember what Tuesdays are? Cardio day. The absolute most-dreaded day of the week!! Today was not just a cardio day though, today was cardio/triceps/chest. Because word never got back to Instructor Richins that I showed up on Monday, he decided to make Tuesday a "Make up from HELL" day. We ran, uphill, fast, for long periods of time while being pulled off the treadmill occasionally to lift weights and jump up and down with a 20-lb medicine ball which may not seem like a lot to you, but try it...I dare you!
Weigh in is in six days and I'm getting nervous about what kind of results I'll see...or not see. The diet is getting easier in some ways and much more difficult in others. For instance, the cravings for Diet Coke are nearly gone...I'm quiet satisfied with water, water, and water. On the flip side, I'd kill for a donut and a slice of pepperoni pizza right now, and just about every second of the day. I'm growing a little tired of meat for breakfast, protein for snacks, and meat again for the latter two meals. Any suggestions?
Weigh in is in six days and I'm getting nervous about what kind of results I'll see...or not see. The diet is getting easier in some ways and much more difficult in others. For instance, the cravings for Diet Coke are nearly gone...I'm quiet satisfied with water, water, and water. On the flip side, I'd kill for a donut and a slice of pepperoni pizza right now, and just about every second of the day. I'm growing a little tired of meat for breakfast, protein for snacks, and meat again for the latter two meals. Any suggestions?
Monday, September 1, 2008
Week Three: Day One
Well, I followed through. I got up early on Saturday and I ran/walked my little heart out, completely voluntarily. Go me!
Today, being labor day, the instructor took the day off but informed us of a bleacher run going on at Riverton High School at 7am. Guess who showed up....me! It was me and an owner...just the two of us running for an hour. Holy bullets of sweat! But I was proud of myself and so should you be. I mean, two days of voluntary asthma-attack-inducing strain in one weekend...that never would have happened three weeks ago.
Woot!
Today, being labor day, the instructor took the day off but informed us of a bleacher run going on at Riverton High School at 7am. Guess who showed up....me! It was me and an owner...just the two of us running for an hour. Holy bullets of sweat! But I was proud of myself and so should you be. I mean, two days of voluntary asthma-attack-inducing strain in one weekend...that never would have happened three weeks ago.
Woot!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Week two: Day Four
I've come to the obvious conclusion that I am not a runner! Ha. Who knew? Well, my high school gym teacher knew, and most of my athletic friends have figured it out along the way. I think I was in denial, however. Now I complained about running on Tuesday...cardio day, but the running doesn't just belong to Tuesdays. We have to run every day...for a long time...very fast. Fortunately, if you're in a hunched position gasping for air (believe me, I'm not the only one) Instructor Richins will turn a blind eye...unless, of course, your gasping continues for more than ten seconds...in which case he demands you start running again.
Today was my last day for the week...well, technically. We meet Fridays to "support" the newbies through their last day of Hell-week. Since I could never be considered "supportive" during such a torturous event I run my pants off alone on Saturday mornings. So I'll have a break tomorrow but I'll feel the self-inflicted burn on Saturday morning.
Until then...
Today was my last day for the week...well, technically. We meet Fridays to "support" the newbies through their last day of Hell-week. Since I could never be considered "supportive" during such a torturous event I run my pants off alone on Saturday mornings. So I'll have a break tomorrow but I'll feel the self-inflicted burn on Saturday morning.
Until then...
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Week two: Day three
Back and Biceps.
Today was difficult. No surprise there, huh? Fortunately, I've convinced Instructor Richins to let me run on the elliptical instead of the tread-mill, so I can actually keep running the full 50 minutes instead of having to stop and take breaks every two minutes.
We did so many arm/back exercises, I'll be dang surprised if I don't have bulging muscles by the end of this six weeks.
I keep thinking it'll get easier. It doesn't.
Today was difficult. No surprise there, huh? Fortunately, I've convinced Instructor Richins to let me run on the elliptical instead of the tread-mill, so I can actually keep running the full 50 minutes instead of having to stop and take breaks every two minutes.
We did so many arm/back exercises, I'll be dang surprised if I don't have bulging muscles by the end of this six weeks.
I keep thinking it'll get easier. It doesn't.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Week two: Day two
Holy. Hannah.
Today was cardio. We ran. Uphill. Fast! We climbed mountains and ran some more. We basically ran for 50 minutes and then worked our abs to the point where we all wanted to throw up and then we were dismissed.
I do not. Like. Cardio.
Today was cardio. We ran. Uphill. Fast! We climbed mountains and ran some more. We basically ran for 50 minutes and then worked our abs to the point where we all wanted to throw up and then we were dismissed.
I do not. Like. Cardio.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Back to Camp
Ok, so you might be wondering where I went...let me fill you in. Last Friday, the last day of my hell week, I could hardly walk. I hurt so bad that I was limping and huddled over like an old man. I went to work still, because I'm a tough cookie, and just took a little extra time with my shoots because I couldn't move much faster.
During one shoot, I was down on my belly with a baby and my camera was on the floor to my left. After I'd positioned the baby I was holding her with my left hand and reached for my camera with my right hand. In the process something POPPED in the lower right quadrant of my abdomen. I can only describe the pain as a lightning bolt through my belly. It was all I could do to finish the shoot and then hide in my office and wait for the pain to subside. Well, the pain continued through the weekend and finally, on my birthday when a sneeze just about made me explode, I decided to see the doctor. She concluded that I'd ruptured an ovarian cyst but the ultrasound was inconclusive. I spent the rest of the week hobbling around and trying my best to make the pain go away.
Today, I went back to boot camp and I've concluded that I pulled a muscle. I don't believe it was a cyst. It was still terribly painful during some of the exercises but Instructor Richins is very understanding and has helped me adjust some of the workout to accommodate the pain.
So, I'm back in the swing of things. The 30-pound vest is off so, I think mentally it's a little easier but physically, it might even be more challenging. They still push us and I still hurt and there were times today I thought I might pass out...but I did it!
During one shoot, I was down on my belly with a baby and my camera was on the floor to my left. After I'd positioned the baby I was holding her with my left hand and reached for my camera with my right hand. In the process something POPPED in the lower right quadrant of my abdomen. I can only describe the pain as a lightning bolt through my belly. It was all I could do to finish the shoot and then hide in my office and wait for the pain to subside. Well, the pain continued through the weekend and finally, on my birthday when a sneeze just about made me explode, I decided to see the doctor. She concluded that I'd ruptured an ovarian cyst but the ultrasound was inconclusive. I spent the rest of the week hobbling around and trying my best to make the pain go away.
Today, I went back to boot camp and I've concluded that I pulled a muscle. I don't believe it was a cyst. It was still terribly painful during some of the exercises but Instructor Richins is very understanding and has helped me adjust some of the workout to accommodate the pain.
So, I'm back in the swing of things. The 30-pound vest is off so, I think mentally it's a little easier but physically, it might even be more challenging. They still push us and I still hurt and there were times today I thought I might pass out...but I did it!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)