Friday, September 23, 2011

Round II on Post:: Personal Training

I mustered up what little courage I had today and went to the gym on post to attend a class I had never been to before-- Extreme Workout with Jay.  Unfortunately, no one else showed up so they didn't even have the class.  But while I was waiting in the hallway, a trainer approached me and offered to personally train me for that hour instead, what luck!  His name is Mike, he is about my age and he is a Cowboys fan (hey, no one's perfect). 

First, I hung out on the elliptical for a bit while he got set up; they don't have arc machines there.  He came and got me and he made fun of my pathetic pace, to which I argued "I'm going backwards!"  We walked back to the rock wall room, and I asked if that's what we were doing, and he said we could but clearly hadn't anticipated my wanting to.  I got all the way up on the Level I, but barely halfway on the Level II.  On to the actual interval training workout he planned for me.

Since I told him it took everything I had just to show up to the class, he assumed it was my first time back in the gym.  I didn't correct him on this assumption because I figured he was going to kick my ass, I might as well not let him know I've actually been working out all year, thus looking even more pathetic during the ass-kicking. 

  • 30 Seconds jumping rope
  • 5 Do-si-do's (?)-- Feet apart, jump forward land feet together, jump forward land feet apart, then backwards is one.
  • 5 Do-si-do twists-- Same as above but after landing on the second jump forward, jump to turn around and then continue.  My biggest problem with these was that I was landing too hard, so he kept telling me to be lighter on my feet.
  • Kickbacks w/an 8lb dumbbell
  • 10 wall sits with a stability ball on the small of my back, against a wall, feet facing forward
  • 10 of the same but with feet out-turned, not unlike grande plie in second position from my ballet days-- maybe he could tell these were easy for me because at this point he asked me if I danced
  • Lose the ball.  10 Calf raises both legs
  • 10 Left Calf raises
  • 10 Right Calf raises.  I leg press 170 pounds, then do calf presses on the same machine but these hurt me more than those do.
  • With the dumbbell in one hand, bend at waist to touch dumbbell to the heel of the opposite foot, without using momentum.  10 on each side
  • 10:  Half bridge (shoulders and arms on ground but mid-lower back and hips in air) with feet on stability ball, extend legs, then roll back in = one.  When asked how this felt, I said "Squiggly" with a straight face
  • 10:  Lie flat on back with knees bent and feet on the ground.  Shoulders off ground to tap left shoe with left hand, center, tap right shoe with right hand, center, then both shoes with both hands
  • 10 Push ups; I did mine girl style... with that stupid rubber band around my ankles
  • With an elastic strap around my feet, stretch feet as far as they would apart, squat with arms extended in front of me, legs together.  I traveled the entire wall doing these.
  • 10 more push ups
  • Squat back along the wall
So this is what I remember, I think that was all we did.  Looking back, it doesn't really look that intense, but believe me-- IT WAS!  I was dying by the end, my heart was pumping out of my chest and an ocean wouldn't have quenched my thirst.  He tried to hold a conversation with me after this, and all I could say was "haha yeah" to everything he asked.  All I wanted to do was get to the locker room so I could puke lol but I didn't. 

I don't know how personal training works there; he wouldn't accept a tip, but somehow I don't think he'd be available every week.  I have to train with him again, though, so I can find out how to get rid of my hate handles.  But now that I've written down what I did, maybe I could continue on my own and just come back to revamp the routine when it gets easier.  My problem has always been that I don't push myself hard enough.  I need a drill sergeant yelling at me and pushing me.  Mike was far from a drill sergeant-- he was actually very encouraging and did not yell at me at all.  We joked around a lot and besides feeling like I was going to die right at the very end, I had a really fun time.  But it's the whole accountability thing again, having someone there makes me try harder. 

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