Monday, November 22, 2004

Well alrighty then. Today is the day when my running increases to 3 minutes. It goes 90 second run, 90 second walk, 3 minute run, 3 minute walk ... repeated twice. I'm half nervous and half excited. The person who I used to be would have just not gone to the gym today and instead sat around the house feeling bad about not going but also unable to avoid dreading the effort it would take to run for 3 minutes. No longer.

Which reminds me. I was reading Chris' blog the other day and I couldn't help feeling a bit embarassed. See, I think that I've been one of those people for a very long time ... a kind of person who only puts out the absolutely necessary effort and leaves the rest up to fate. I've always been more interested in taking the short route than the long route, more interested in being lazy than being hardworking, more interested in complaining about it than actually acting. And this is something about myself that I really want to change. I don't want to just bitch about the fact that I want to lose another 15 pounds and don't seem to be able to. Well duh, of course I'm not losing it, I'm still sitting around and eating a metric assload of chocolate every day! I don't want to go to the gym and only do the things that I know how to do. Instead I want to go and try out something new every day until I've got the entire place mastered. I don't want to avoid going to the gym just because I know it's going to be a hard day for me today. I want to go and revel in the effort it takes. I mean shit, this journey isn't about ease, is it? It's about learning to love every second of all the hard work it takes. It's about making your body into something completely different. It's about being better.

Shape magazine, to which I subscribe, has these little cardboard exercise cards that come in every edition. I always save them and then don't do anything with them. I think I'm going to put them in my gym bag and actually start using them. Seems like a waste otherwise ... I'm sure there are good exercises on there which would be great for me. And who cares if my time at the gym is drastically increased? If I've got the time, why not spend 3 hours a day there, right?

I need to find a way to get a personal trainer. A friend of mine joined a gym recently which gave her a free three session personal training package. So much more useful than my one session which was a total freakin' bust. I just feel like having a personal trainer would drive me in the right directions. I would be able to learn new things and have someone explain to me the right ways to do things so that I don't hurt myself. For instance, I've been thinking that I really want to get into free-weights, but I don't know how to do any of it and it's SO easy to hurt yourself. Hmmm ... maybe I'll just wait until I get to the MIT gym. I think it's significantly cheaper there.

I also wanted to say thank you to all of you for your wonderful support. It's nice knowing that there are people out there who understand why the situation was so difficult for me. Being nonconfrontational pretty much sucks. Yet another thing for me to work on. All this work I have to do is completely exhausting.

And here's my exercise info for the weekend:

-Sat: no running, no gym. 30-40 minutes skating.

-Sun: 30 minutes on treadmill, 30 minutes on weights, 10 minutes stretching.


Blogger Chris said...

It's funny you mention those cards in Shape. I rip pages out of Men's Fitness (an otherwise crappy mag) and do the exercises in there. Most make me look like a total boob. I get weird looks every time. But whatever. I'm trusting the guy who put them together to know what he's talking about.

Hard work's important, but I think it's more realistic to strike a balance where you find fun in doing the hard work. Right? I mean, I wouldn't be lying around under some chunk o' metal every few days, if I didn't find something good about it. Even if the fun's not that immediate moment, I find a way to remind myself how fun the mirror has become after showers. Stuff like that.

Chocolate rocks. Especially dark. It's even technically "good" for you these days. Metric assloads, now that might be an issue. (I smirked at that measurement, btw).

Regarding trainers, they are definitely a useful thing, provided they themselves have lots of good experience. Some are just people hired to be trainers, and they've successfully passed a written test or the like. They might be decent, but they're probably lagging a few years behind the current thinking and trends on fitness. (So it seems from watching the ones at my gym give out the same old circuit weightlifting advice). So, don't hesitate to coach them in the direction of what you need. You want motivation. You want education about the use of various machines. You want variations on what exercises will improve your total body fitness. Etc.

And read loads on your own. There are heaps of easy to understand books out there that will give you the idea of where you want to go, and then you can have the trainer fill in with the "how."

(Blah blah blah, shut this guy UP!)

10:15 AM  

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