Last week a local gym had the deal of a lifetime….
an offer I just couldn’t refuse…(couldn’t help myself)
6 months for $99. Membership isn’t skimpy either. I have access to all 4 locations, all the classes, trainer sessions and something else but I forget.
I treated myself to an early birthday present!
Yesterday after work, I had my first appointment with a trainer. Frank. I started out by telling Frank all about my surgeries and recovery. He took me into the AOS (Art of Strength – kinda like what I think CrossFit looks like) room and started me doing kettlebells. I alternated swings with jumping jacks to start. On the second round, I was not able to do jumping jacks. The jacks hurt my knee on the jump-out. Frank gave me some alternatives.
I wore my polar HRM (I am an ambassador and it is nice to be getting back to moving and grooving so I can use my HRM) but I forgot to actually start the workout. I was able to see my heart rate when I looked at my wrist, but I didn’t record all the data.
During my workout with Frank, every time I looked at my wrist my HR was up way high. WAY high, up at or near my HRmax. I don’t know how much longer Frank was going to have me workout but he cut it short when after a round of KB swings followed by these pushup-thingies, my HR was up so high I felt pukey.
I gotta tell you, I don’t think I am ready for training. Or at least not with that trainer. I don’t really feel like I was listened. To be honest, I don’t think he was watching me the whole time. And then the session was just sort of over.
Today, I am sore. Correction, my arms are sore. My legs are ok but my arms are pretty sore. I am loving the sore feeling. I am still not in love with the trainer. I cannot expect a trainer to know about my injuries/surgery so I can’t expect them to know how to help me. I have to be the expert on my body and since I still have more recovery to go through and I am the best trainer for my body.
Of course, I am going to need help. I have been reading New Rules of Lifting for Women, and I somehow
conned talked a few of my friends into joining me in a mission for strength. I need this!! First of all, I just joined a gym. I paid for it, I damn well better use the damn gym. And second, I have gained weight I need to lose it but just counting points isn’t enough to make the kind of food changes that will help me lose. I need the fitness component. I know I feel better when I workout regularly. I am in no shape to start running….to be honest, I don’t want to run right now.
Today Trish, of I am Succeeding, blogged this:
“it hit me!! I have been trying to run a marathon race without ever training or running a smaller race first! I dive right in expecting too much too soon. Not taking things in a progressive manner.
So I am going to begin “training” taking things progressively and one step at a time, trying to enjoy this process and making life changes that are doable for me as I go.”
I swear, I did a double take! I could have written those very words. I have lived those words. Hello…me over here, trained for a half marathon with only one 5K, that I only ran half, under my belt.
I cannot.CANNOT. do that this time around. I have to ease into this so I don’t do any damage to my newly fixed knee and ankle. I have to ease into this so I want to continue doing it…if I kill myself I won’t love it…if I don’t love it, I won’t live it.
It has been a hell of a week.
I have been a mess. An emotional mess.
But yesterday I went to the gym and today I remembered how much I sorta like sore muscles.
It’s a start.
I am ready for the next step.
The next very small step!