So I finally am taking a few minutes to jot down a thought or two. The past few weeks have been flying bye at an unbelievable rate. I can't believe it is March 15th today. I am determined to catch up on the days I missed writing if for no other reason than to prove to myself I can finish something I start. I'm really good at that...starting something and not finishing, but this time, I am determined to complete this writing adventure right along with the Challenge. I will keep posting them, until I am caught up. I took notes, and even have kept notes in my very fancy phone. I have an iPhone 4 that is much smarter than I am, but that is another story for another day, and it has a yellow note pad that I type on...pretty cool...! The end of this HCC adventure is in two weeks already, and I don't think I'm ready. My sister told me at the beginning that she looked forward to the day when I am working out not because I have to, but because I want to...well...here it is. I absolutely enjoy working out, and look forward to doing it. Sometimes I am leery of the workout it itself, but not of working out. I like the feel of the sweat pouring off my face into my neck, running down my arms into the crease in my wrists, and cleansing me of the stuff I have filled my body with for so long. I enjoy being able to bend to shave my legs and not feel like I'm going to barf on my feet. It's the little things....
Now, moving on, before I tell you about today's workout, I want to tell you about the two weigh in days that have passed. Three Thursday's ago I came off a very small loss of .4lbs, putting me at 209.4lbs. My team was in first place in percentage of weight lost, and we had that awful boot camp workout. I felt really bad because, hooray we were in first place, but no thanks to me. I was determined to do better, so the next Thursday after working really hard, I weighed in and had lost 3lbs. putting me at 206.4lbs. I was very happy, and strangely, my team mate that had dropped nearly 10lbs the previous week, only dropped 1.4lbs. We managed to stay in first place though, but not by much, I think by less than 1/2%. Too close for my liking for sure. So skipping ahead to last Thursday, I was ready for the scale, but had felt heavy all week. I was eating better, and in addition to my workouts, I was doing extra miles on the elliptical machine every day also. In fact I logged an extra 11.5 miles in cardio work, so I was expecting at least a pound or two. Nope...not even close. I gained .4lbs. The little scale gal told me that basically I maintained my weight this week, but for the life of me I don't understand how. My team mates did very well, both of the guys lost 5lbs each and the other gal lost 2.6lbs. We really surged ahead on the board, still in first place, only a little bit more comfortably. And I helped zero...zilch...nada...zippo...not even a little bit. I was at 206.8lbs. There had to be another reason for me to be struggling.
On Saturday, Ron, talked to me about my stress level, and the hormone Cortisol. He said that he can tell when I am stressed out the moment I get to the gym because I don't shine. He said that as long as my body is stressed, and the cortisol has my metabolism at a stand still, I wont lose weight. Ron told me that as hard as I work out with him, plus the extra cardio, it is impossible for me to not lose weight, even if I was eating 2000+ calories a day. So here is my homework from him, I am to go someplace quiet, alone, and meditate on just breathing in and out slowly for 5 to 10 minutes a day, releasing the stress to release the cortisol, and allow my body to work. Every day so far he has asked me if I have relaxed and I since I haven't, I of course told him I have. I have been able to sleep a little better though so I hope that is enough.
Last night at the oh so hard workout we had, Ron told me that Tuesday's workout would bust loose that cortisol, and help get things happening for me. I thought about it all day and figured that he was going to have us do yoga again, but no sir, he had a completely different thing in mind. Welcome to Heck (I gave up cussing for Lent)...also known as H.I.T.S. "600 REP WORKOUT"
There was a new guy there that handed us a piece of paper when we walked in. We were to do the warm up, then we were to start at a station and do 50 - 25 - whatever number of reps he had beside it, as fast as we could. NOW GO!!!
RIGHT! I wanted to go home, but off we toddled to start the warm up, it went like this:
1/2 mile jog - 3 times around the habitrail track
10 HINDU Walkouts - aka...Walk outs (wheelbarrows by yourself)
20 Lying leg rotations each leg - except we stood up and did it (why?)
15 Partner resist-a-band shoulder prep - I missed this as I was still on the track
Walking lunges across the gym - Groucho like
Then came the workout that we were reminded to do as fast as possible:
50 Prison Squats - hands on head, squats to a slow 3 count down and up
50 Pushups - I was on my knees
50 Heavy rope waves - big anchor ropes tied to the wall you pick up and shake up and down
50 Pike situps - V-ups bringing your arms and legs into a V then down
50 Squat presses - Weighted bar across shoulders - mine 20 lbs
50 Inverted barbell rows - 20 lb bar - also known as upright rows
25 Lo plank to HI plank & back down - starting in plank position (on forearms and toes) you go to your hands then back down to your arms - that counts as one - 25 each side
25 Side crunches with leg lift - each side - on hip-raising torso and legs at angle (wanna bet) I did crunches
50 Barbell bicep curls - 20 lb bar - green end - this is new
50 Front kicks -each leg - by the wall swing leg back and forth - where did this come from???
50 Plyometric jumps (box) or Up & Over -I stepped up and down because I have a sore knee
from Tae Bo
25 Kettle bell or DB lateral raises - with 10 lb weight (smallest kettle bell is 20lbs)
25 Elevated feet triceps press up - Dips in a bench with your feet on the ground
50 Heavy medicine ball slams - 25 each side - slam the ball, catch it, make a circle above your head and repeat
We then had to tell him when we were done - my time 32:44 minutes - then 4 laps jogging around the habitrail track - then when we got back to the gym, we did a 2 minute plank hold, arms and toes. It was brutal. Not kidding, I had a pool of sweat under me when I got done with the plank. When the last member of my team got back to the gym, we all got back down and did an additional 2 minute plank so he wouldn't have to do it alone. I know he appreciated it. All things considered, and even though I was bone tired, it was a great workout. I didn't stay to do the extra cardio today, but I'm alright about that. I ate my atta girl apple on the way home and drank a bottle of water.
Tomorrow is a regular workout with Ron at six, but there is a spin class a little earlier...maybe that's how I'll meditate and de-stress..hummmm...
Kelly
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Day 47 - February 28, 2011
So I want to tell you about this week, but first I have to tell you about the weekend.
We had a wonderful time in North Carolina, and Winthrop University is everything we are looking for in a college and then some. Maddie was quite excited and put this as her number one school. When we first left I was concerned about the idea of eating out every meal and not exercising. It turned out to be easier than I thought, and thank goodness for that. We did go to McDonald's before going to the campus visit, but I limited myself to a cheese burger. Not too bad - but I wanted to tackle the girls and eat all their fries, and I would most likely have eaten their fingers if they didn't let go of the fry box! I'm not saying I'm desperate, but.....well.....it has been awhile. I stayed on the safe side of the road and chose to eat at the Cracker Barrel twice. You can't really get too off track with that. We did get snacks at the rest areas but made sure it was as healthy as possible. I selected a trail mix of nuts, yogurt raisins, and dried fruit. Good choice...only not so much. One serving had 17 grams of fat, and the carbs were off the charts, not to mention that they made me thirsty, and we had just stopped at the rest area and there wouldn't be another for 90 miles. I practiced my elevator exercises!
I arrived home on Sunday afternoon but not in time to attend the HCC class. I thought I would have time to go for a short walk around the neighborhood, but I didn't. Monday was a regular workout in the man gym with Ron. I never thought I would say this, but I missed my workouts with my team. We did the usual circuit stuff for about an hour and fifteen minutes. I didn't really feel good about missing the workouts during the weekend, so I went up to the main gym and got on the elliptical machine for a short run, or I thought it would be short. I brought my earphones and turned on a college basketball game. I LOVE COLLEGE BASKETBALL!! Next thing I know I have been on the machine for 45 minutes and have walk / jogged 3 miles! Three!!! MILES!!!! I was sweating to death so it was a good thing I kept my towel, and when I went to take a drink of water, I realized that someone had drank my water. It must have been Goldilocks because I sure as heck didn't remember drinking it. Is that crazy or what? I was tired when I was done, but not as tired as I thought I would be. I am going to make it part of my workout now to go to the machines after the regular workout, that is if Ron doesn't get that evil smile and wear us out. I really celebrated because on the ride home, I ate an apple and banana, AND drank another bottle of water. I was very proud of myself, and I sort of felt better about the Marines...but only sort of.
Ron said he had something "special" in mind for Tuesday....I can't wait....
Kelly
We had a wonderful time in North Carolina, and Winthrop University is everything we are looking for in a college and then some. Maddie was quite excited and put this as her number one school. When we first left I was concerned about the idea of eating out every meal and not exercising. It turned out to be easier than I thought, and thank goodness for that. We did go to McDonald's before going to the campus visit, but I limited myself to a cheese burger. Not too bad - but I wanted to tackle the girls and eat all their fries, and I would most likely have eaten their fingers if they didn't let go of the fry box! I'm not saying I'm desperate, but.....well.....it has been awhile. I stayed on the safe side of the road and chose to eat at the Cracker Barrel twice. You can't really get too off track with that. We did get snacks at the rest areas but made sure it was as healthy as possible. I selected a trail mix of nuts, yogurt raisins, and dried fruit. Good choice...only not so much. One serving had 17 grams of fat, and the carbs were off the charts, not to mention that they made me thirsty, and we had just stopped at the rest area and there wouldn't be another for 90 miles. I practiced my elevator exercises!
I arrived home on Sunday afternoon but not in time to attend the HCC class. I thought I would have time to go for a short walk around the neighborhood, but I didn't. Monday was a regular workout in the man gym with Ron. I never thought I would say this, but I missed my workouts with my team. We did the usual circuit stuff for about an hour and fifteen minutes. I didn't really feel good about missing the workouts during the weekend, so I went up to the main gym and got on the elliptical machine for a short run, or I thought it would be short. I brought my earphones and turned on a college basketball game. I LOVE COLLEGE BASKETBALL!! Next thing I know I have been on the machine for 45 minutes and have walk / jogged 3 miles! Three!!! MILES!!!! I was sweating to death so it was a good thing I kept my towel, and when I went to take a drink of water, I realized that someone had drank my water. It must have been Goldilocks because I sure as heck didn't remember drinking it. Is that crazy or what? I was tired when I was done, but not as tired as I thought I would be. I am going to make it part of my workout now to go to the machines after the regular workout, that is if Ron doesn't get that evil smile and wear us out. I really celebrated because on the ride home, I ate an apple and banana, AND drank another bottle of water. I was very proud of myself, and I sort of felt better about the Marines...but only sort of.
Ron said he had something "special" in mind for Tuesday....I can't wait....
Kelly
Monday, March 7, 2011
Days 43 - 46 - February 24 - 27, 2011
So I mentioned earlier that I was having a very difficult week, one of the most challenging so far, and I wasn't kidding.
I have been struggling with my eating this week. I think I am in a rut about my food choices, and I find myself slipping back into the habit of not eating at all. I went to fill out my food log, and I find that I have large gaps between meals. I am supposed to be eating three meals a day plus snacks, and I have had a couple of days that it seems like I only had snacks, for every meal. Today I had the following for lunch: 2 pre-packaged cups of Sugar Free Jello, 1 container of Greek yogurt, 5 Ritz crackers w/ 1 wedge of Laughing Cow cheese....and water. That's it. I had every intention of adding a good protein source, like a sandwich, but I just didn't see anything I wanted in the cupboards. I know I need to do better, especially since I haven't turned in my food logs like I am supposed to, and will really do better next week.
Today is weigh in day. I weighed myself on the Wii before I got dressed, and it said I was down 2.6 pounds, however, when I went to weigh in, it was quite different. I always make sure I am wearing the same clothes when I weigh in so that each week it is consistant. This week we were meeting in the main gym next to the cardio room. The idea is that instead of having a meeting after weigh in, we were going to work out, first with "Joe D Bands", my trainer Ron leading it, then with the Marines, doing a "Boot Camp". The scales were set up in the corners so I found my scale and found that aI had lost only .4 lbs. Not even quite a half pound. I was crushed because I thought I had been working out really hard, and the "reward" is the pounds lost. My heart fell into my feet. I found my team and they were all celebrating because of their weight loss, one guy lost 9.8 lbs, the other guy 6.4, The other gal lost 5, and I lost 0.4. Whoopty doo....! They all said the right things about inches, and the "well, you are still losing, so I should feel better", and the changes are on the inside, blah, blah, blah...but I don't feel better. I feel like a failure.
Our team has gone through some changes this week also. The program director has kicked the other two gals off the team because they never show up and haven't been part of the program. One of the gals was sick and ended up with Vertigo. She wrote an e-mail saying that she was going to do the program in September instead of right now...then she said she was going to fix the Vertigo by having her crystals realigned.....alright......And the other gal was just kicked off. Because of this, the numbers and percentages for our team changed dramatically and we went from 5th place to 1st place! First place should make me really happy..right? I am happy, but I just don't feel like I had a lot to do with it. I know that there is no "I" in team...but there is one in ice cream, and that is what I want right now!
All week Ron has been telling us that the workout with the Marines won't be bad, that it will most likely be the easiest workout we've had. So I go into today thinking that it is going to be easy, and I don't know, maybe...fun! Janice, the director, divided us into two groups. Our team went to the Joe "D" Bands side first. This is a snap since I've done it before. I get a fairly good workout, and am feeling tired after the first 30 minutes. TWEEEETTT! Janice blew a whistle and we switched sides, now going to the Marines, which I was still looking kinda forward to, right? Wrong, wrong, WRONG! In the first 10 seconds we were getting screamed at to "MOVE, MOVE, MOVE....GET OVER AND HANDS ON THE WALL....YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS"......that was the beginning of the longest 15 minutes of my life. I was screamed at for not responding "YES SIR", each time we were given an order, yelled at for not doing things fast enough, and for being slow. I was told that the reason we had to do 10 pushups was because one of the heavier women couldn't follow directions. I watched grown up men and women fall on their shoulders, and face trying to "Bear Walk" (this is on your hands and feet, rump in the air) crab walk, (this is on your hands and feet, tummy in the air ), and for not doing push ups fast enough. It was the most awful experience I have ever been a part of.
Remember when this challenge began, I said no excuses, that I would do what I was asked to my very best ability? I couldn't stay in the gym with the Marines. I went out to the hallway to catch my breath, and push down the aggrivation I felt, and there were two women standing out there in the hallway. One lady said to me, "Don't worry, I would "duck out" if I was in there too", and I told her that I was just catching my breath. She made me mad, because she was an outsider commenting on the situation, and because she was right! I thought to myself that I never walked out of a program yet, so I went back in the gym, ran to catch up, and listened to the men yell at another few people. I made it another few minutes, and I had to leave. Only this time I wasn't alone. One of the older gals left too, and she was crying because she had fallen and felt bad for making everyone else work harder. I dried off my face, this time it was a mix of sweat and tears, and went into the main gym. It is next to the gym where the Marines were so I could still hear what was going on. I got on the treadmill and jogged a mile in 13 minutes, long enough for the boot camp part of the workout to be over. When the yelling stopped, I went back into the gym, but I felt so heavy in my heart. Even when they announced that the Joe "D" Bands team was in first place, I didn't feel like celebrating. One of the mentors came over to talk to me, but I just wanted to leave, so I told her I wouldn't be to the workouts for the weekend since we were going to Winthrop University and North Carolina. She was very concerned about me, but I just couldn't talk, so I left. I cried most of the way home. I was sad for the weigh in, the work out, the people that fell and were made to feel stupid, and mad at myself for quitting. I take responsibility for my actions, and maybe the water aerobics and the yoga class weren't enough of a workout for me. Maybe I just wasn't as careful about what I ate, or how often, and failed on my own accord.
That was an experiance I hope never to do again. I talked to the other gal on my team on Friday, and she said she felt the same way. The only reason she didn't leave when I did, was because she was afraid that the rest of the HCC group would be punished. I didn't ask if that is what happened when I left. I don't care. Next week will be better, but I am concerned about eating out and not exercising while I am gone. I will have to just do my best.
The next work out for me will be on Monday. Wish me luck!
Kelly
I have been struggling with my eating this week. I think I am in a rut about my food choices, and I find myself slipping back into the habit of not eating at all. I went to fill out my food log, and I find that I have large gaps between meals. I am supposed to be eating three meals a day plus snacks, and I have had a couple of days that it seems like I only had snacks, for every meal. Today I had the following for lunch: 2 pre-packaged cups of Sugar Free Jello, 1 container of Greek yogurt, 5 Ritz crackers w/ 1 wedge of Laughing Cow cheese....and water. That's it. I had every intention of adding a good protein source, like a sandwich, but I just didn't see anything I wanted in the cupboards. I know I need to do better, especially since I haven't turned in my food logs like I am supposed to, and will really do better next week.
Today is weigh in day. I weighed myself on the Wii before I got dressed, and it said I was down 2.6 pounds, however, when I went to weigh in, it was quite different. I always make sure I am wearing the same clothes when I weigh in so that each week it is consistant. This week we were meeting in the main gym next to the cardio room. The idea is that instead of having a meeting after weigh in, we were going to work out, first with "Joe D Bands", my trainer Ron leading it, then with the Marines, doing a "Boot Camp". The scales were set up in the corners so I found my scale and found that aI had lost only .4 lbs. Not even quite a half pound. I was crushed because I thought I had been working out really hard, and the "reward" is the pounds lost. My heart fell into my feet. I found my team and they were all celebrating because of their weight loss, one guy lost 9.8 lbs, the other guy 6.4, The other gal lost 5, and I lost 0.4. Whoopty doo....! They all said the right things about inches, and the "well, you are still losing, so I should feel better", and the changes are on the inside, blah, blah, blah...but I don't feel better. I feel like a failure.
Our team has gone through some changes this week also. The program director has kicked the other two gals off the team because they never show up and haven't been part of the program. One of the gals was sick and ended up with Vertigo. She wrote an e-mail saying that she was going to do the program in September instead of right now...then she said she was going to fix the Vertigo by having her crystals realigned.....alright......And the other gal was just kicked off. Because of this, the numbers and percentages for our team changed dramatically and we went from 5th place to 1st place! First place should make me really happy..right? I am happy, but I just don't feel like I had a lot to do with it. I know that there is no "I" in team...but there is one in ice cream, and that is what I want right now!
All week Ron has been telling us that the workout with the Marines won't be bad, that it will most likely be the easiest workout we've had. So I go into today thinking that it is going to be easy, and I don't know, maybe...fun! Janice, the director, divided us into two groups. Our team went to the Joe "D" Bands side first. This is a snap since I've done it before. I get a fairly good workout, and am feeling tired after the first 30 minutes. TWEEEETTT! Janice blew a whistle and we switched sides, now going to the Marines, which I was still looking kinda forward to, right? Wrong, wrong, WRONG! In the first 10 seconds we were getting screamed at to "MOVE, MOVE, MOVE....GET OVER AND HANDS ON THE WALL....YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS"......that was the beginning of the longest 15 minutes of my life. I was screamed at for not responding "YES SIR", each time we were given an order, yelled at for not doing things fast enough, and for being slow. I was told that the reason we had to do 10 pushups was because one of the heavier women couldn't follow directions. I watched grown up men and women fall on their shoulders, and face trying to "Bear Walk" (this is on your hands and feet, rump in the air) crab walk, (this is on your hands and feet, tummy in the air ), and for not doing push ups fast enough. It was the most awful experience I have ever been a part of.
Remember when this challenge began, I said no excuses, that I would do what I was asked to my very best ability? I couldn't stay in the gym with the Marines. I went out to the hallway to catch my breath, and push down the aggrivation I felt, and there were two women standing out there in the hallway. One lady said to me, "Don't worry, I would "duck out" if I was in there too", and I told her that I was just catching my breath. She made me mad, because she was an outsider commenting on the situation, and because she was right! I thought to myself that I never walked out of a program yet, so I went back in the gym, ran to catch up, and listened to the men yell at another few people. I made it another few minutes, and I had to leave. Only this time I wasn't alone. One of the older gals left too, and she was crying because she had fallen and felt bad for making everyone else work harder. I dried off my face, this time it was a mix of sweat and tears, and went into the main gym. It is next to the gym where the Marines were so I could still hear what was going on. I got on the treadmill and jogged a mile in 13 minutes, long enough for the boot camp part of the workout to be over. When the yelling stopped, I went back into the gym, but I felt so heavy in my heart. Even when they announced that the Joe "D" Bands team was in first place, I didn't feel like celebrating. One of the mentors came over to talk to me, but I just wanted to leave, so I told her I wouldn't be to the workouts for the weekend since we were going to Winthrop University and North Carolina. She was very concerned about me, but I just couldn't talk, so I left. I cried most of the way home. I was sad for the weigh in, the work out, the people that fell and were made to feel stupid, and mad at myself for quitting. I take responsibility for my actions, and maybe the water aerobics and the yoga class weren't enough of a workout for me. Maybe I just wasn't as careful about what I ate, or how often, and failed on my own accord.
That was an experiance I hope never to do again. I talked to the other gal on my team on Friday, and she said she felt the same way. The only reason she didn't leave when I did, was because she was afraid that the rest of the HCC group would be punished. I didn't ask if that is what happened when I left. I don't care. Next week will be better, but I am concerned about eating out and not exercising while I am gone. I will have to just do my best.
The next work out for me will be on Monday. Wish me luck!
Kelly
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Days 39 - 42 - February 20 - 23, 2011
Well...this adventure I am on got a lot busier than I expected. I know that I have let an entire week go by without posting anything, and it is time to get that fixed.
This week has been the hardest for me so far. Not only because of the regular home life stuff, and the HCC, but also emotionally I have been taking a beating. I'm not going to talk about everything we did each day, but just hit a few of the highlights. At this stage of the game the workouts are becoming routine, and predictable, and while I still feel pushed to and past my limits at times, it would be nice to try something new. Apparently the HCC head honchos thought so also, because the workout for Sunday was Yoga & Pilate's!
I managed to leave the house late so I got to the class about 10 minutes after they started. I looked around to get a feel for what was going on, and I noticed that everyone had a mat, and their shoes off. The other three regulars from my team were there so I grabbed a mat and settled into what I understand was the child pose. Now, I have taken Yoga in the past, and that juvenile side of me usually takes over, but not this time. The instructor had a very soothing manner and voice, and no matter how awkward the pose was, she made you feel good about it. At one point we had our hands above our heads, with the fingers spread wide, and we were to feel the energy shooting out of the tips of our fingers....I know I felt something, but I don't know that I felt the energy shooting anywhere. We did a number of poses, and in all honesty, I felt quite emotional during the class. The last thing we did was the "corpse" pose. Laying flat on the ground relaxing then curling up into the infant pose, where we were to tell ourselves how very loved we were, and embrace ourselves. I did really well until one of my team guys started to giggle, and then he got a kick from his fiance', so neither one of us laughed. I didn't want to get kicked either. It was a good class, but I sure didn't feel like it was much of a workout.
Monday was regular. The workout was intense, using dumbbells and the circuit, but still I powered through and did an alright job. Because of the way I perspire - Ha...that's just too funny to me...The way I SWEAT, is usually a good indicator of the intensity of the workout, and I was pretty soggy by the time it was done. I thought about the treadmill, but decided to come home instead and I talked myself out of it pretty easy, so that should have been a clue as to what I was thinking. Ron said he wanted us to do the 5:30 water aerobics class on Tuesday to shake things up.
Tuesday - water aerobics.....It was the first time I had my swimming suit on in awhile. I noticed that it fit much better than it had in the summer, so hooray for me. I was on my way to the pool when I discovered that my cat (Stella) had chewed on the decorative strings and chewed one almost in half. I tried tying it in a bow, but it broke off. I didn't have anywhere to put it, so I stuffed it down the front of my suit, which was great until it floated away half way through the class. I tried to pretend like it wasn't the same pattern as my suit, and ignore it, but some of the others knew.....The class was great. My other girl team member and I were the only ones to show up, but we worked hard, and felt that it was a successful class. I did real good until I tried getting out of the pool. I had been bouncing on my toes in the pool and that caused a problem with my calf muscles. When I was halfway out of the water, my calves cramped up and made my toes curl around the rung of the ladder, like a birds feet. I couldn't go up or down, so I just hung on the ladder and tried to look natural, while unhooking my toes. I finally decided to just go for it, and I got off the ladder. Once My feet were flat on the concrete the calf cramps went away pretty quickly. Man, that was awful, not to mention painful!
Wednesday was confusing. Ron and the Mentor - trainer had a miscommunication as to who was training us that day, so after standing around the man gym for 20 minutes trainer-less, we ( two of my teammates and myself) decided to go to the cardio room and get on the machines. After ten minutes on the treadmill, the mentor came and got us, and took us back to the man gym. We did the usual circuit, but this time we added bar work, and I did move up to the yellow bar that is 15lbs, from the blue 10 pounder I had been using. You really wouldn't think that 5lbs would make a difference, but it did, and I felt it. At the end of the 60 minutes, we did some "dog work" as Ron calls it, which is where you get on your hands and knees, raising and lowering your leg like you are peeing. We mule kicked, and side leg lifted and did circles (both to the front and reverse), until I finally called UNCLE because my butt cheeks were on fire! Ron just smiled his evil smile....
I felt like I worked out strong this week, and I know that I was doing pretty well on my food, but I still didn't feel as fatigued as I have in the past. I appreciated the change of pace, but I was concerned about the Thursday weigh in, and It was really bothering me. I guess time will tell.
Tomorrow is the weigh in. We are not having a regular meeting as we are, as a group, doing a workout with Ron - Joe D bands, and the Marines boot camp. I have been curious about the boot camp, so I am looking forward to it, and I have done the bands class so I feel confident doing that.
Anyway, until tomorrow.
Kelly
This week has been the hardest for me so far. Not only because of the regular home life stuff, and the HCC, but also emotionally I have been taking a beating. I'm not going to talk about everything we did each day, but just hit a few of the highlights. At this stage of the game the workouts are becoming routine, and predictable, and while I still feel pushed to and past my limits at times, it would be nice to try something new. Apparently the HCC head honchos thought so also, because the workout for Sunday was Yoga & Pilate's!
I managed to leave the house late so I got to the class about 10 minutes after they started. I looked around to get a feel for what was going on, and I noticed that everyone had a mat, and their shoes off. The other three regulars from my team were there so I grabbed a mat and settled into what I understand was the child pose. Now, I have taken Yoga in the past, and that juvenile side of me usually takes over, but not this time. The instructor had a very soothing manner and voice, and no matter how awkward the pose was, she made you feel good about it. At one point we had our hands above our heads, with the fingers spread wide, and we were to feel the energy shooting out of the tips of our fingers....I know I felt something, but I don't know that I felt the energy shooting anywhere. We did a number of poses, and in all honesty, I felt quite emotional during the class. The last thing we did was the "corpse" pose. Laying flat on the ground relaxing then curling up into the infant pose, where we were to tell ourselves how very loved we were, and embrace ourselves. I did really well until one of my team guys started to giggle, and then he got a kick from his fiance', so neither one of us laughed. I didn't want to get kicked either. It was a good class, but I sure didn't feel like it was much of a workout.
Monday was regular. The workout was intense, using dumbbells and the circuit, but still I powered through and did an alright job. Because of the way I perspire - Ha...that's just too funny to me...The way I SWEAT, is usually a good indicator of the intensity of the workout, and I was pretty soggy by the time it was done. I thought about the treadmill, but decided to come home instead and I talked myself out of it pretty easy, so that should have been a clue as to what I was thinking. Ron said he wanted us to do the 5:30 water aerobics class on Tuesday to shake things up.
Tuesday - water aerobics.....It was the first time I had my swimming suit on in awhile. I noticed that it fit much better than it had in the summer, so hooray for me. I was on my way to the pool when I discovered that my cat (Stella) had chewed on the decorative strings and chewed one almost in half. I tried tying it in a bow, but it broke off. I didn't have anywhere to put it, so I stuffed it down the front of my suit, which was great until it floated away half way through the class. I tried to pretend like it wasn't the same pattern as my suit, and ignore it, but some of the others knew.....The class was great. My other girl team member and I were the only ones to show up, but we worked hard, and felt that it was a successful class. I did real good until I tried getting out of the pool. I had been bouncing on my toes in the pool and that caused a problem with my calf muscles. When I was halfway out of the water, my calves cramped up and made my toes curl around the rung of the ladder, like a birds feet. I couldn't go up or down, so I just hung on the ladder and tried to look natural, while unhooking my toes. I finally decided to just go for it, and I got off the ladder. Once My feet were flat on the concrete the calf cramps went away pretty quickly. Man, that was awful, not to mention painful!
Wednesday was confusing. Ron and the Mentor - trainer had a miscommunication as to who was training us that day, so after standing around the man gym for 20 minutes trainer-less, we ( two of my teammates and myself) decided to go to the cardio room and get on the machines. After ten minutes on the treadmill, the mentor came and got us, and took us back to the man gym. We did the usual circuit, but this time we added bar work, and I did move up to the yellow bar that is 15lbs, from the blue 10 pounder I had been using. You really wouldn't think that 5lbs would make a difference, but it did, and I felt it. At the end of the 60 minutes, we did some "dog work" as Ron calls it, which is where you get on your hands and knees, raising and lowering your leg like you are peeing. We mule kicked, and side leg lifted and did circles (both to the front and reverse), until I finally called UNCLE because my butt cheeks were on fire! Ron just smiled his evil smile....
I felt like I worked out strong this week, and I know that I was doing pretty well on my food, but I still didn't feel as fatigued as I have in the past. I appreciated the change of pace, but I was concerned about the Thursday weigh in, and It was really bothering me. I guess time will tell.
Tomorrow is the weigh in. We are not having a regular meeting as we are, as a group, doing a workout with Ron - Joe D bands, and the Marines boot camp. I have been curious about the boot camp, so I am looking forward to it, and I have done the bands class so I feel confident doing that.
Anyway, until tomorrow.
Kelly
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Day 37 & 38 - February February 18 - 19, 2011
I have to tell you, I am very happy with my weight loss this week, and pretty motivated to keep up the work. Naturally I wanted to go home and celebrate the accomplishment by eating everything in sight, but I resisted, and had a regular meal instead.
After the meeting I had the opportunity to talk to the Mentor that had spoken to us last week. She is a lovely young woman that is about half way to her ideal weight. Not to mention that she is a pastry chef, and has temptation in front of her everyday, a job I know I would seriously struggle with. I asked her if she is at the point of not wanting the food she creates, and she said "Heck no", that she loves the things she cooks, and has to make the conscience effort not to taste, smell, and sample what she bakes. During her presentation she spoke about not being able to run at all when she started, and how she now has completed a number of 5K runs. My teammate asked her how she got to the point where she like running, and could run 3 + miles without stopping. Her answer was that she doesn't enjoy running at all, but she knew that she couldn't stop pushing herself when her journey was over, so she just adopted the running / jogging / walking into her daily routine. Whatever she is doing is working because she is the # 1 woman loser on the mentor board. She was so honest and real to me. I could relate to the struggles she shared, because I remember being in my 20's and feeling pressured to be thin, even then more than now that I'm in my late 30's.....Oh, alright, I'll admit it, my late 40's...
I appreciate her courage to get up in front of us and share her story.
On Friday the work out was at 6:00 in the man gym. It is sort of fun being an observer at times, just looking around at the people in the gym, especially the man gym. There are all makes and models of people there, the majority of them males, and the occasional giant bodybuilder. There are very few people that look like me, and at first I was real intimidated being there, but not anymore. It is more comfortable and I don't feel like such an outsider. By no stretch of the imagination would I begin to think I belonged there, but I see familiar faces, and we do that head nod thing...like "hey, how's it going?"..."fine, just fine, & you?". I don't consider them my homies or anything, but it is getting more comfortable.
The work out was pretty similar to the circuits we have been doing. Ron had us doing the workout with dumbbells again, and he was doing some new core strengthening exercises. At one point he had us balancing on one foot, like a flamingo, for a slow count of 20. Then we had to swing our foot back and forth, and do circles and kick backs, all while balancing on one foot. Guess what? I really stink at that game. I have no balance at all. I was all over the place, and at one point I grabbed my team mate just to steady myself. Ron told us to find a spot on the floor and focus on it to steady ourselves, I asked if that was the place we should aim for when we fell down, because I was fairly sure it would be the domino effect. He wasn't amused, however he did let me put one finger on the wall to steady myself. I don't know how my core was, but I had a bad case of the flaming butt cheeks, and it was all I could do not to complain. The work out lasted about 45 minutes and was actually pretty good since Ron is stepping up the ab work as well. When I finally went home I was ready for a hot shower, a snack, and bed.
Saturday we went to the man gym and did some warm up exercises before really hitting it hard with a circuit focusing on our legs. We did the usual squats, lunges, burpies, jump squats, leg extensions, and leg presses, then we added some bars, and then abs. It was a good day until Ron did that evil smile and told us we were going on a field trip. Oh boy! I thought we might do the tractor tires again, but nope...we went to the parking garage across the street. All eight stories of it. We were instructed to do the stairs, up and down as fast as we could, so off we went. I don't know if I mentioned that I have been having trouble with my right knee, but it had gotten quite sore lately, especially when I do the lunges. It feels like it needs to pop, and then it would loosen up, but I'm pretty sure a pop would be a bad thing. Anyway...we started the stairs, and I tried very hard to go fast, but I just found myself hurrying...not sprinting, just going faster than usual. It was great to reach the top deck, and the going down went well too. The next instruction was for us to do squats on each landing, both going up and coming down. That was difficult. I was really fatigued by the time I got down and I found myself dragging my right foot. The next instruction was to sprint to the top and back down. Man...I wasn't real sure I could make it. I didn't sprint, but I walked fastish...kind of like I was walking into the wind, head down, mustering on. At the bottom of the stairs, Ron gave us a quick water break, then told us to lunge across the parking garage, and run back, then we would be done....alright....I knew I could lunge slowly, but the run back was going to be the tricky part. I knew that I didn't want to be last so I put on my big girl panties, and took off. I am happy to say that my knee popped about half way across the garage, and it made it possible for me to go a faster, and the jog back wasn't too bad either. We started back to the gym to get our stuff since we were done, and had to pass right by two snack machines...how mean! Not to mention that my car was about 50 feet from the parking garage...man...that figures!
I ate an apple AND banana on my way home. I know I deserved it! The Sunday HCC work out is Yoga / Pilates at 2:30....I think I better lay off the fiber for the rest of the day.....
Kelly
After the meeting I had the opportunity to talk to the Mentor that had spoken to us last week. She is a lovely young woman that is about half way to her ideal weight. Not to mention that she is a pastry chef, and has temptation in front of her everyday, a job I know I would seriously struggle with. I asked her if she is at the point of not wanting the food she creates, and she said "Heck no", that she loves the things she cooks, and has to make the conscience effort not to taste, smell, and sample what she bakes. During her presentation she spoke about not being able to run at all when she started, and how she now has completed a number of 5K runs. My teammate asked her how she got to the point where she like running, and could run 3 + miles without stopping. Her answer was that she doesn't enjoy running at all, but she knew that she couldn't stop pushing herself when her journey was over, so she just adopted the running / jogging / walking into her daily routine. Whatever she is doing is working because she is the # 1 woman loser on the mentor board. She was so honest and real to me. I could relate to the struggles she shared, because I remember being in my 20's and feeling pressured to be thin, even then more than now that I'm in my late 30's.....Oh, alright, I'll admit it, my late 40's...
I appreciate her courage to get up in front of us and share her story.
On Friday the work out was at 6:00 in the man gym. It is sort of fun being an observer at times, just looking around at the people in the gym, especially the man gym. There are all makes and models of people there, the majority of them males, and the occasional giant bodybuilder. There are very few people that look like me, and at first I was real intimidated being there, but not anymore. It is more comfortable and I don't feel like such an outsider. By no stretch of the imagination would I begin to think I belonged there, but I see familiar faces, and we do that head nod thing...like "hey, how's it going?"..."fine, just fine, & you?". I don't consider them my homies or anything, but it is getting more comfortable.
The work out was pretty similar to the circuits we have been doing. Ron had us doing the workout with dumbbells again, and he was doing some new core strengthening exercises. At one point he had us balancing on one foot, like a flamingo, for a slow count of 20. Then we had to swing our foot back and forth, and do circles and kick backs, all while balancing on one foot. Guess what? I really stink at that game. I have no balance at all. I was all over the place, and at one point I grabbed my team mate just to steady myself. Ron told us to find a spot on the floor and focus on it to steady ourselves, I asked if that was the place we should aim for when we fell down, because I was fairly sure it would be the domino effect. He wasn't amused, however he did let me put one finger on the wall to steady myself. I don't know how my core was, but I had a bad case of the flaming butt cheeks, and it was all I could do not to complain. The work out lasted about 45 minutes and was actually pretty good since Ron is stepping up the ab work as well. When I finally went home I was ready for a hot shower, a snack, and bed.
Saturday we went to the man gym and did some warm up exercises before really hitting it hard with a circuit focusing on our legs. We did the usual squats, lunges, burpies, jump squats, leg extensions, and leg presses, then we added some bars, and then abs. It was a good day until Ron did that evil smile and told us we were going on a field trip. Oh boy! I thought we might do the tractor tires again, but nope...we went to the parking garage across the street. All eight stories of it. We were instructed to do the stairs, up and down as fast as we could, so off we went. I don't know if I mentioned that I have been having trouble with my right knee, but it had gotten quite sore lately, especially when I do the lunges. It feels like it needs to pop, and then it would loosen up, but I'm pretty sure a pop would be a bad thing. Anyway...we started the stairs, and I tried very hard to go fast, but I just found myself hurrying...not sprinting, just going faster than usual. It was great to reach the top deck, and the going down went well too. The next instruction was for us to do squats on each landing, both going up and coming down. That was difficult. I was really fatigued by the time I got down and I found myself dragging my right foot. The next instruction was to sprint to the top and back down. Man...I wasn't real sure I could make it. I didn't sprint, but I walked fastish...kind of like I was walking into the wind, head down, mustering on. At the bottom of the stairs, Ron gave us a quick water break, then told us to lunge across the parking garage, and run back, then we would be done....alright....I knew I could lunge slowly, but the run back was going to be the tricky part. I knew that I didn't want to be last so I put on my big girl panties, and took off. I am happy to say that my knee popped about half way across the garage, and it made it possible for me to go a faster, and the jog back wasn't too bad either. We started back to the gym to get our stuff since we were done, and had to pass right by two snack machines...how mean! Not to mention that my car was about 50 feet from the parking garage...man...that figures!
I ate an apple AND banana on my way home. I know I deserved it! The Sunday HCC work out is Yoga / Pilates at 2:30....I think I better lay off the fiber for the rest of the day.....
Kelly
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Day 35 & 36 - February 16-17, 2011
I decided that I have fallen too far behind in my postings, so I am going to do a couple of days together.
This week I have been really careful about what I eat, and I make sure to write it down in my book, that way I can track my eating patterns. I wish sometimes that I would track my emotional eating as well. I know that I have reached for food out of boredom, sympathy, and anger, but also just because it is sunny, cloudy, Wednesday....whatever excuse I can come up with. It doesn't take much sometimes for me to pitter pat my way into the kitchen to graze through the cupboards. The good news is that we don't have a lot of food that is bad for us any longer, so a snack usually ends up being cereal of some sort, usually dry. The bad news is that I am not too ashamed to admit that I will eat brown sugar right out of the bag. If I REALLY try hard, I can find the little hard bits in the sugar, that take awhile to melt in the mouth. If I have a quarter in my pocket while at work, I have very little resistance to the "gumball" machines in the back part of the store. Naturally my machines are filled with some of my favorite things like, Hot Tamales, Runts, Sweet Tarts, and M & M Peanut candies! They are quite generous with the amount you get too, usually a nice handful. My problem with sweets in general is that I can't just eat one of anything. I really love Red Hots and will eat them until the flesh is hanging off the inside of my mouth. I also REALLY love Sour Patch Kids...yummmmm.....but there again, I have to have the entire bag of them, not just a few. This has been a very difficult thing for me to overcome, and everyday is a choice. I am hoping that at some point I can enjoy a few of my favorite things, but for now...there is no way.
Wednesday the workout was extremely challenging. Two of my teammates, and two mentors were there so we got some equipment and went to the crows nest in the Wellness Center. We each picked up a bar and I made sure to grab a blue one, since I have graduated from the pink one since it was too light, and the yellow one is still too heavy. The truth is that I should move up in weight on the bar because things are becoming easy, and I plan to do just that...next week....for sure....probably. We did the usual squats, lunges, chest press, triceps extensions, and a few others using the bar. It was a good work out, but then the Mentor-trainer said we were going to the stairs...man...not the stairs...I really don't like the stairs. Where in the world is the praying lady when you need her? We went to the habitrail track, and the instruction was to do a flight of stairs, up & down, 20 high knees in place, then go to the track and do lunges on each end, walking the straight stretches. Huh? Did we do something wrong maybe to make Ron mad? Of course not, but we had to really push ourselves, so we got started. It was brutal, and the sweat was pouring off me in no time. I had to hold on to the wall a few times just to keep from falling over. We did one lap of front lunges, then the stairs, knees, then BACKWARD lunges, then stairs, knees, and side lunges. There were a couple of times we stopped to shake out our legs and hips, because they got to burning so bad. Next we had to do stairs, then a skater move, you use an ice skating motion, kicking your heel back and swinging your arms, side to side, then jog the track one lap, then start over! GAAAA!!!!!!!! Horrible!!!! We did this three times! It took nearly an hour and half to do this work out, and when we were done, it was all I could do to walk. Driving home I was really glad that I was able to complete the work out. Yeah me!
Thursday I was home with Landree so she and I went on a walk around the 3 1/2 mile loop. It was real nice out, and about half way through the walk she fell asleep. As much as I enjoy the gym, it was so nice to be out breathing the air, and enjoying the day. Today was my weigh in, and I felt like I did alright, but still I was unsure. Well, it was a good week and I lost 3 lbs!!! That makes a total of 14 lbs, and I weighed 209.8 today. I am so glad that I did well this week since I tried so hard. My team mates did well also, the guys lost 4.4 & 4 lbs, and the other gal lost 3 lbs also. The two other ladies didn't show up, again. Our team is back in 5th place, but what is frustrating is that the guys are #'s 1 and 2 in weight loss for the men, and the gal is # 4 for the women. We should be higher in the ranks then we are, but we get marked down when the others don't come. Ron came in to see how we did and was pretty pleased. He high fived us, and said he was going to push us harder this next week. Then he did that evil smile. Scary. As a group we have lost nearly 1000 lbs! How crazy is that???
All in all I am very pleased. My clothes are loose, and I can tell that my chins are fewer. I still don't like being in pictures, but soon, maybe, sometime...now I'm stressed out...where's my brown sugar....
Workout tomorrow at 6:00...hooray!
Kelly
This week I have been really careful about what I eat, and I make sure to write it down in my book, that way I can track my eating patterns. I wish sometimes that I would track my emotional eating as well. I know that I have reached for food out of boredom, sympathy, and anger, but also just because it is sunny, cloudy, Wednesday....whatever excuse I can come up with. It doesn't take much sometimes for me to pitter pat my way into the kitchen to graze through the cupboards. The good news is that we don't have a lot of food that is bad for us any longer, so a snack usually ends up being cereal of some sort, usually dry. The bad news is that I am not too ashamed to admit that I will eat brown sugar right out of the bag. If I REALLY try hard, I can find the little hard bits in the sugar, that take awhile to melt in the mouth. If I have a quarter in my pocket while at work, I have very little resistance to the "gumball" machines in the back part of the store. Naturally my machines are filled with some of my favorite things like, Hot Tamales, Runts, Sweet Tarts, and M & M Peanut candies! They are quite generous with the amount you get too, usually a nice handful. My problem with sweets in general is that I can't just eat one of anything. I really love Red Hots and will eat them until the flesh is hanging off the inside of my mouth. I also REALLY love Sour Patch Kids...yummmmm.....but there again, I have to have the entire bag of them, not just a few. This has been a very difficult thing for me to overcome, and everyday is a choice. I am hoping that at some point I can enjoy a few of my favorite things, but for now...there is no way.
Wednesday the workout was extremely challenging. Two of my teammates, and two mentors were there so we got some equipment and went to the crows nest in the Wellness Center. We each picked up a bar and I made sure to grab a blue one, since I have graduated from the pink one since it was too light, and the yellow one is still too heavy. The truth is that I should move up in weight on the bar because things are becoming easy, and I plan to do just that...next week....for sure....probably. We did the usual squats, lunges, chest press, triceps extensions, and a few others using the bar. It was a good work out, but then the Mentor-trainer said we were going to the stairs...man...not the stairs...I really don't like the stairs. Where in the world is the praying lady when you need her? We went to the habitrail track, and the instruction was to do a flight of stairs, up & down, 20 high knees in place, then go to the track and do lunges on each end, walking the straight stretches. Huh? Did we do something wrong maybe to make Ron mad? Of course not, but we had to really push ourselves, so we got started. It was brutal, and the sweat was pouring off me in no time. I had to hold on to the wall a few times just to keep from falling over. We did one lap of front lunges, then the stairs, knees, then BACKWARD lunges, then stairs, knees, and side lunges. There were a couple of times we stopped to shake out our legs and hips, because they got to burning so bad. Next we had to do stairs, then a skater move, you use an ice skating motion, kicking your heel back and swinging your arms, side to side, then jog the track one lap, then start over! GAAAA!!!!!!!! Horrible!!!! We did this three times! It took nearly an hour and half to do this work out, and when we were done, it was all I could do to walk. Driving home I was really glad that I was able to complete the work out. Yeah me!
Thursday I was home with Landree so she and I went on a walk around the 3 1/2 mile loop. It was real nice out, and about half way through the walk she fell asleep. As much as I enjoy the gym, it was so nice to be out breathing the air, and enjoying the day. Today was my weigh in, and I felt like I did alright, but still I was unsure. Well, it was a good week and I lost 3 lbs!!! That makes a total of 14 lbs, and I weighed 209.8 today. I am so glad that I did well this week since I tried so hard. My team mates did well also, the guys lost 4.4 & 4 lbs, and the other gal lost 3 lbs also. The two other ladies didn't show up, again. Our team is back in 5th place, but what is frustrating is that the guys are #'s 1 and 2 in weight loss for the men, and the gal is # 4 for the women. We should be higher in the ranks then we are, but we get marked down when the others don't come. Ron came in to see how we did and was pretty pleased. He high fived us, and said he was going to push us harder this next week. Then he did that evil smile. Scary. As a group we have lost nearly 1000 lbs! How crazy is that???
All in all I am very pleased. My clothes are loose, and I can tell that my chins are fewer. I still don't like being in pictures, but soon, maybe, sometime...now I'm stressed out...where's my brown sugar....
Workout tomorrow at 6:00...hooray!
Kelly
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Day 34 - February 15, 2011
There are times when I love being a grown up...and again other times when the kid in me shows up and doesn't want to leave. I can be pretty immature at times, often at the wrong time, and usually when I am somewhere important. I love to laugh. I can't hardly overhear someone laughing without joining in. There is just something absolutely wonderful about a great laugh, and there is the added benefit of the ab workout that happens when you really laugh hard. Because I try to stay on the sunny side of the street, with my rose colored glasses on, I usually can find something to smile about in a situation. A few years ago I had an MRI done on my head, checking for a cause for my headaches (thankfully, nothing was found, I have Migraines), and when the report was relayed to me, the Dr. told me that I have a young brain. Now I have a reason to be the way I am. TA DAAAA! The reason I bothered you with all this information is because something happened at the gym tonight that I usually think is funny.
At the first Thursday meeting for the HCC people, the dietitian talked to us about increasing our fiber, including fruit, vegetables, and adding beans to our diet. She also informed us that the meeting we were at would most likely be the best smelling meeting of the program. That when you increase the amount of raw foods you consume, your stomach will act different, and your gut will process foods much more efficiently. That is such a polite way to say that you will most likely smell a like a farm animal! She was not kidding! And the noises that your stomach makes when food is being processed....kind of whiny, squeaky, orca sound....weird! We were sitting at a meeting last Thursday, and I could hear someones stomach munching away on whatever they had eaten, from a table away! Good Grief!!! I think the human body is extraordinary and makes some really neat sounds.
So, here we were in the man gym, and Ron has us doing the usual circuit work out. LOTS of squats, lunges, jumping jacks, bar work, and various other forms of torture. When it came time to do the ab stuff we got our mats down, and flung ourselves around the area. I usually try to position myself so that my legs aren't in danger of kicking anyone should I happen to flail around. Today I happened to have my head pointed away from the rest of the group. All of the sudden someone, I truly don't know who, farted. Now, I know that it is normal, and everyone does it, but this was....almost....musical! It sounded a little like a bugle - da doot da dooo! All of the sudden, I was thinking of some of the terms we use to describe what had just happened. Who stepped on a duck? It was a barking frog! Who cut the cheese? It was the dog! Pull my finger! It wasn't me!!!! It was while all these thoughts were zipping around in my head that I realized, no one said a thing, not a single word, and I think the music even stopped. I was at that awkward moment where the rubber was meeting the road. If someone started to laugh...at all...even a snicker....I was done for. Instead this is how things are handled in the land of grown ups.
No one did anything except for what Ron asked us to do at the time, myself included. We were doing the plank exercise, so with the exception of the person that poofed and Ron, no one else knew who it was. Like I mentioned before about not wanting to throw up at a work out, I would not want to have a gas attack either. I would be so embarrassed and if someone laughed, I would fall apart. So we did what grown ups usually do, and that was nothing. We kept working out, and sweated, and v-upped, and crunched, and push upped, until we were done. At the end of the work out, we high fived each other for a job well done, and made plans to see each other Wednesday, same time, same place.
While I like being immature and laughing, I also appreciate the idea of being accepted, no matter what you look like, sound like, or even smell like. Bring on the broccoli, celery, whole wheat bread...I'm ready for you!
Tomorrow at the man gym at 6:00...I can't wait to see what's next, and because it was great, I ate a fiber filled apple on the way home too!
Kelly
At the first Thursday meeting for the HCC people, the dietitian talked to us about increasing our fiber, including fruit, vegetables, and adding beans to our diet. She also informed us that the meeting we were at would most likely be the best smelling meeting of the program. That when you increase the amount of raw foods you consume, your stomach will act different, and your gut will process foods much more efficiently. That is such a polite way to say that you will most likely smell a like a farm animal! She was not kidding! And the noises that your stomach makes when food is being processed....kind of whiny, squeaky, orca sound....weird! We were sitting at a meeting last Thursday, and I could hear someones stomach munching away on whatever they had eaten, from a table away! Good Grief!!! I think the human body is extraordinary and makes some really neat sounds.
So, here we were in the man gym, and Ron has us doing the usual circuit work out. LOTS of squats, lunges, jumping jacks, bar work, and various other forms of torture. When it came time to do the ab stuff we got our mats down, and flung ourselves around the area. I usually try to position myself so that my legs aren't in danger of kicking anyone should I happen to flail around. Today I happened to have my head pointed away from the rest of the group. All of the sudden someone, I truly don't know who, farted. Now, I know that it is normal, and everyone does it, but this was....almost....musical! It sounded a little like a bugle - da doot da dooo! All of the sudden, I was thinking of some of the terms we use to describe what had just happened. Who stepped on a duck? It was a barking frog! Who cut the cheese? It was the dog! Pull my finger! It wasn't me!!!! It was while all these thoughts were zipping around in my head that I realized, no one said a thing, not a single word, and I think the music even stopped. I was at that awkward moment where the rubber was meeting the road. If someone started to laugh...at all...even a snicker....I was done for. Instead this is how things are handled in the land of grown ups.
No one did anything except for what Ron asked us to do at the time, myself included. We were doing the plank exercise, so with the exception of the person that poofed and Ron, no one else knew who it was. Like I mentioned before about not wanting to throw up at a work out, I would not want to have a gas attack either. I would be so embarrassed and if someone laughed, I would fall apart. So we did what grown ups usually do, and that was nothing. We kept working out, and sweated, and v-upped, and crunched, and push upped, until we were done. At the end of the work out, we high fived each other for a job well done, and made plans to see each other Wednesday, same time, same place.
While I like being immature and laughing, I also appreciate the idea of being accepted, no matter what you look like, sound like, or even smell like. Bring on the broccoli, celery, whole wheat bread...I'm ready for you!
Tomorrow at the man gym at 6:00...I can't wait to see what's next, and because it was great, I ate a fiber filled apple on the way home too!
Kelly
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