The focus yesterday was circuits and form in the gym.
It was just supposed to be circuits, but my form is always kind of shitty.
When well executed, circuits are one of my favorite workouts. Well executed, to me, means that in between the horrible, awful exercises are fun, easy ones.
x4
15 ring curls (fun!)
15 ring bicep fist-to-forehead curls (sucky!)
15 ring push ups (abnormally sucky!)
2 minutes manually pushing the treadmill @ a 15 incline with 30 second sprints (awesome and awesome)
Conclusion: Meh circuit.
Upside: The woman walking at an incline next to me, glancing over when I started running with the treadmill turned off, and my feeling of superiority that followed. Sure, sure, most of you never judge people at the gym, good for you, enjoy being a better person. I'm a terrible person. I judge people at the gym all the time. Like the woman who comes in and does the elliptical for 5-10 minutes in kitten heels. Yeah, yeah, good for her for working out. But, dude, that's hilarious. Or the guy who goes and does bong rips in between sets (one of the perks of using an apartment gym)? That guy is a boss. There's another trainer who works out groups of middle age women, and sometimes he brings his guitar and plays them songs. The rest of the time he's fucking around on his phone telling them to count their own sets. I'm judging him. I'm judging all of them. Really, I judge everyone, all the time. I AM JUDGE DREAD.
What the fuck? Um. Yeah, back to circuits.
x4
15 band assisted pull ups (I did one regular one first, just to show up)
something, jesus fuck, this is why I normally write this shit up same-day
20 kb swings (20kg)
x?
2 per side turkish get ups (35lb dumbbell)
I think I made it through 3 full sets and one right side before we took a break to work on my second position. I do this weird hand hop thing, because I don't have the back flexibility to start with my arm in the right place. This is working OKAY right now, but if I want to go up in weight I need to master the TRUE second position, because I'm not going to be able to jump my hand into a different position when I'm holding 60+lbs over my head. Well, at least I PROBABLY won't be able to. I'm pretty awesome.
Anyway, we did a lot of work on the movement. I watched my trainer do it repeatedly, and tried to emulate it. Something about my...thoracic spine? Anyway, something for me to work on.
The end result?
My poor, stupid elbow. If I were doing the movements right I would be coming down on my elbow slowly, and with control, and wouldn't have a bruising issue.
So, as a thin person, I catch flack when I talk about gaining weight. I understand, I really do. But I know my body pretty well, right? And 4 weeks of eating regularly, but decreasing my exercise by 6+ hours a week is starting to take its toll.
I still look great. I'm still in a healthy range. All my clothes still fit. I am likely the only one aware of the slight changes in my body. But they are there. And it's important to be able to recognize them. Every shift in health starts somewhere. The ability to recognize it and make the necessary changes is key to maintaining a healthy lifestyle. I either need to ramp up my activity level or clamp down on my eating.
Honestly, both options would be best. But I have a tub of 5 cups of delicious pasta calling my name for lunch. Nothing comes in 5 cup servings. That's excessive for water. But it's going to be awesome.
Where was I?
Oh, diet and exercise. Sky finally decided he'd tired of having bigger boobs than I do, so after some football thing (opening day? IDK), he's going to try to lose 25lbs in 30 days, and get near 175lb. I don't know how realistic this is, but I know he spent his in-shape-adult-life trying to get UP to 175 instead of DOWN to, so it's worth a try. He's asking me to help because I like crazy stuff, and he doesn't have any other friends. I'm pawning him off on my trainer because I don't actually KNOW anything, and giving out half asses health advice is both stupid and dangerous.
I mostly mention it because if Sky's going in to full health mode I'll probably have a constant running partner, which will do wonders for my running.
Sleep.
Two months of sleeping like shit, right? Two months of every fucking morning not feeling full rested. Blood work came back normal, so I'm on sleeping pills. Last night I still woke up at 4am, and it still took a while to go back to sleep, but the sleep I did get felt pretty deep. I still woke up feeling meh, but meh-with-hope. And hope is worth its weight in spades right now. What the fuck does that mean? I don't know.
Oh, hey, I have a half marathon in 29 days. Huh.
Guess I better try to run further than 3.5 miles soon. I could always go back to half assing every race. It served me well in the past. Any of you locals running the 2nd Annual Beach Blast Half? My friend Mike and I are both signed up, according to my records. I hope he's training better than I am.
I mean, there's nothing wrong with half assing races if you enjoy it. Not everyone needs to try hard to get what they want out of this running gig. Anyone who says you're stupid for signing up for races and doing them for fun needs to shut the fuck up. We're all doing this for fun or glory, but most people aren't doing it for both. I don't know why I used so many angry curse words in this paragraph. Hmmmmm.
Hot damn there are a lot of words in this post. Hi.
It was just supposed to be circuits, but my form is always kind of shitty.
When well executed, circuits are one of my favorite workouts. Well executed, to me, means that in between the horrible, awful exercises are fun, easy ones.
x4
15 ring curls (fun!)
15 ring bicep fist-to-forehead curls (sucky!)
15 ring push ups (abnormally sucky!)
2 minutes manually pushing the treadmill @ a 15 incline with 30 second sprints (awesome and awesome)
Conclusion: Meh circuit.
Upside: The woman walking at an incline next to me, glancing over when I started running with the treadmill turned off, and my feeling of superiority that followed. Sure, sure, most of you never judge people at the gym, good for you, enjoy being a better person. I'm a terrible person. I judge people at the gym all the time. Like the woman who comes in and does the elliptical for 5-10 minutes in kitten heels. Yeah, yeah, good for her for working out. But, dude, that's hilarious. Or the guy who goes and does bong rips in between sets (one of the perks of using an apartment gym)? That guy is a boss. There's another trainer who works out groups of middle age women, and sometimes he brings his guitar and plays them songs. The rest of the time he's fucking around on his phone telling them to count their own sets. I'm judging him. I'm judging all of them. Really, I judge everyone, all the time. I AM JUDGE DREAD.
What the fuck? Um. Yeah, back to circuits.
x4
15 band assisted pull ups (I did one regular one first, just to show up)
something, jesus fuck, this is why I normally write this shit up same-day
20 kb swings (20kg)
x?
2 per side turkish get ups (35lb dumbbell)
I think I made it through 3 full sets and one right side before we took a break to work on my second position. I do this weird hand hop thing, because I don't have the back flexibility to start with my arm in the right place. This is working OKAY right now, but if I want to go up in weight I need to master the TRUE second position, because I'm not going to be able to jump my hand into a different position when I'm holding 60+lbs over my head. Well, at least I PROBABLY won't be able to. I'm pretty awesome.
Anyway, we did a lot of work on the movement. I watched my trainer do it repeatedly, and tried to emulate it. Something about my...thoracic spine? Anyway, something for me to work on.
The end result?
My poor, stupid elbow. If I were doing the movements right I would be coming down on my elbow slowly, and with control, and wouldn't have a bruising issue.
So, as a thin person, I catch flack when I talk about gaining weight. I understand, I really do. But I know my body pretty well, right? And 4 weeks of eating regularly, but decreasing my exercise by 6+ hours a week is starting to take its toll.
I still look great. I'm still in a healthy range. All my clothes still fit. I am likely the only one aware of the slight changes in my body. But they are there. And it's important to be able to recognize them. Every shift in health starts somewhere. The ability to recognize it and make the necessary changes is key to maintaining a healthy lifestyle. I either need to ramp up my activity level or clamp down on my eating.
Honestly, both options would be best. But I have a tub of 5 cups of delicious pasta calling my name for lunch. Nothing comes in 5 cup servings. That's excessive for water. But it's going to be awesome.
Where was I?
Oh, diet and exercise. Sky finally decided he'd tired of having bigger boobs than I do, so after some football thing (opening day? IDK), he's going to try to lose 25lbs in 30 days, and get near 175lb. I don't know how realistic this is, but I know he spent his in-shape-adult-life trying to get UP to 175 instead of DOWN to, so it's worth a try. He's asking me to help because I like crazy stuff, and he doesn't have any other friends. I'm pawning him off on my trainer because I don't actually KNOW anything, and giving out half asses health advice is both stupid and dangerous.
I mostly mention it because if Sky's going in to full health mode I'll probably have a constant running partner, which will do wonders for my running.
Sleep.
Two months of sleeping like shit, right? Two months of every fucking morning not feeling full rested. Blood work came back normal, so I'm on sleeping pills. Last night I still woke up at 4am, and it still took a while to go back to sleep, but the sleep I did get felt pretty deep. I still woke up feeling meh, but meh-with-hope. And hope is worth its weight in spades right now. What the fuck does that mean? I don't know.
Oh, hey, I have a half marathon in 29 days. Huh.
Guess I better try to run further than 3.5 miles soon. I could always go back to half assing every race. It served me well in the past. Any of you locals running the 2nd Annual Beach Blast Half? My friend Mike and I are both signed up, according to my records. I hope he's training better than I am.
I mean, there's nothing wrong with half assing races if you enjoy it. Not everyone needs to try hard to get what they want out of this running gig. Anyone who says you're stupid for signing up for races and doing them for fun needs to shut the fuck up. We're all doing this for fun or glory, but most people aren't doing it for both. I don't know why I used so many angry curse words in this paragraph. Hmmmmm.
Hot damn there are a lot of words in this post. Hi.
