I never planned to do a three day catch up, but darned if I'm not doing one. I came home on Thursday feeling so great about my weigh in, and running a temperature right about 99.5 degrees. I guess that all my working out, and going out into the cold (yes, it did get down into the 30's last week) wet to the skin, and me not drinking enough water, caught up with me. My family was so happy for me but I couldn't muster the energy to enjoy it. I went to bed about 8:30 that night, freezing cold, and feverish, with the "shibbers" as my little Alex called them. My temp got up to almost 102 degrees before I went to sleep. Mark thinks I got dehydrated as well, so the rest and water did me a world of good. I woke up Friday morning feeling better, and planned to go to my 6:30 team work out.
It was nice to see one of my missing team mates show up at the work out. She came ready to start with the baby shoes on, and Ron took us right to the stairwell. Oh boy....This time it was four of our team, including me, the praying lady, two mentors, and Ron. He said we were going to work out hard for about 30 minutes, and be done. So we started in the basement, at the first landing we did squats, then up, then the blue end weight bar chest presses, up then push ups, up then squats then up..then come on down. We did this 10 times and I thought the missing teammate was going to leave the gym. She thought we were done after that, but we went into the basketball courts and did lunges, then LOTS of stomach exercises. True to his word, Ron had us done in 30 minutes, and I was sweating like it had been two hours. My team mate said she was for sure coming to the Saturday 10:00am work out....Nope...she didn't! I was surprised that I felt as good as I did considering the night before, but I stayed hydrated, and paced myself, so it was all good.
Saturday morning I was sore. I had breakfast, and left for the gym. ON TIME! I was able to drive a normal speed and didn't screech into the parking lot on two wheels. Hurray!
Ron was waiting in the man gym for my team. Today it consisted of two of my team mates and myself, and since the gym was fairly empty, Ron had us work out on the equipment. I have liked using the equipment ever since I was introduced to it in 1988 at O'Brien's Gym in Chewelah. I clearly remember the first time I tried to use the pec machine. I was sitting on the seat and Dick O'Brien was showing us (myself and two other gals) how to adjust the weight and to push the pads together using your inner arms, therefore working your pectoral muscles. HA! little did he know that I had absolutely no upper body strength, and I think I did one rep with 5lbs before hopping out of it for one of the other gals to try! Good times though, once I caught on, I really was hooked! Ron has complimented me many times on my posture and control when using the weights.....thanks Patty and Dick!
Ron had us working on our chest, triceps, and shoulders, and one of the machines he had me on was a tall pull up machine, that was weighted to help you pull up. I have never, I mean NEVER EVER, been able to do a pull up. Not when I was 100lbs, and not now for sure. We used to do the Presidential fitness stuff in school, and I never did one pull up, so no award from the President for me. Anyway, to use this machine, you step up two steps, then grab the pull up handles, then step onto this bar that sinks down, and the idea is that once you pull yourself up, it will lift you ever so gently to help. This did not happen for me. I was hanging there off these handles like I was on the playground. GAAA! Ron said "pull up"...so I grunted...hhuummrrrrrr...nothing. Then he said "pull up"...and when I did, I grunted again, but up I came! He had his hand on the foot bar and was pulling (lifting) me up, and TAA DAAA...I did a pull up, he said "do ten"...I said "Whaaaaattt? I did one!"...then he said "great, you have nine more"...so I pulled and tugged, and swore under my breath...and at six I said that was all I could do...not a chance. He helped me to do ten, cheering me on, and helping me! I did TEN! I was so glad to get done, but he had us do the cycle of the three machines two more times so I did a total of 30 pull-ups..with help! I was so proud of me and we finished the work out in about an hour. He had us doing the pelvic thrust exercises again, but "Billy Jean" came on the radio so it was easy to catch the beat, and get them finished. I had the most excellent work out Saturday, ate an apple on my way home, and was thinking about 1988 and O'Brien's Gym! Thanks again for the memories! Sunday 2:30 class with the HCC group.
Sunday was the group class in the main aerobics gym, and we were supposed to do a class called Body Bar, using the steps, a mat, and of course the padded bar. When I got there, one of my team mates was there and she and I compared notes as to how awfully sore we were from the previous day! I know how I felt, I could barely lift my arms to wave, and she said the same thing. Then we saw the other team mate guy and he said that he was having a hard time also. It was a great work out Saturday and all, but being sore really made me think twice about the class and using the bar. THEN, I saw that the instructor was that same little, wound up, faster than lighting, firecracker person from the first step class. I knew right then that I couldn't do the class. I just didn't have it in me to try to keep up with her. Don't get me wrong, I will take a class from her, but when you can't move your arms and shoulders very well, it would make for a really long class. So, I took a...SPINNING class! Yahoo! I was happy! My legs were great, and all I had to do was hang on to the handlebars. I could be like a T-Rex...Big strong legs...little weak arms! So I said my goodbyes to my gang and went over to the spinning class. We had a different instructor this time so it was a little different program, but I had adjusted my bike better, so my knees didn't hurt, and the seat didn't feel like I was sitting on the head of a hatchet. A big part of the experience of the class, that makes it so great, is the music! We rode on flat roads, then hills, then downhill, then coasting, then stand up, and I had to pull myself up using my arms! Boy, I sure didn't think about that! We had the fans going and the music blairing, and the instructor giving us orders, and I loved every minute.
After we got done, we did some stomach exercises that were killer. I am very sore on my love handles and lower stomach. We did this one stomach thing where you lay on your belly and lift your arms and legs up at the same time, like Superman flying. Yes, well, it is supposed to look like that, but mine didn't because that was a lot harder than it looks. My tammates had a good work out and excellent stretching after their class. I will take her class next time, I promise!
Work out Monday at 6:00! If I can move my arms that is.....
Kelly
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