Remember my pal Hellen? Yeah, she was a real bitty to deal with. On Wednesday I had the pleasure of meeting her sister, Jackie. Jackie sucks. She definitely kicks you when you're down. For those of you who aren't abreast on sunny-crossfit-anese "Hellen" and "Jackie" are the names of certain workouts. Jackie consisted of a 1000m row, 50 Thrusters and 30 pull ups. All in a row. No breaking it up for some variety. (Here is a link to the actual workout done in 1/2 of the time it took me. These women are BEASTS!) It was pure unadulterated hell preceeded by 20 back squats at 80% of our max weight (I just lifted the 45 lb bar since my core isn't strong and I start going wonky around #5).
By now you all know how I feel about that blessed rower. My first time up I went 500m. I didn't keep track of distance the second time but I went for 3 minutes. My third time at bat I had to row 1000m without a break. I figured I could knock it out in about five minutes. Eric was kind enough to inform us that it was right around a mile distance wise and that really did a number on my mental state.
A mile? Rowing? A MILE? Running a mile makes me want to die so rowing must be absolutely wretched. I was in the first "heat" for rowing (since we only have two machines we break off into pairs) and somehow finished right around the 4:30 mark. Solid! Thrusters suck any way you slice it so of course they were awful but I made it through. (I used the 30 lb bar since I'm still a weakling. My fellow classmates used the 45. I would. have. died.)
The 30 pull ups was probably the hardest part for me. I did the first five really good but the rest were a wash. My chin technically made it up to the bar but I was jumping and flailing around like a crazy person. Exhausted doesn't begin to describe how I felt after Jackie got done kicking my butt all over that gym. Like I said, she's a very mean girl.
Aside from Crossfit, I feel like there's something I need to be honest about. My diet. I've been really trying to be good and not eat bread, processed sugars or any other forbidden foods. I filled my fridge with meats and vegetable and some fruit this week so that I wouldn't eat junk at home. However, over the past two days around 3:00 I get this feeling that if I don't run to the bakery and eat as many donuts as possible I will not survive to see another day. Maybe it's sugar withdrawals that I'm going through. I have no clue. But will somebody make it stop! My boss told me that he was calling Major Pain if I didn't stop. It's really that bad! So, fellow healthyish eaters, what do you eat for a snack? Comment here, text me, Facebook me, send Pony Express, Ups... You get it. I eat so well 95% of the time but these afternoon cravings are about to do me in!
On a good note, I've been making smoothies for breakfast to drink alongside my bacon and eggs and they are quite delicious. I highly recommend them if you have problems getting your fruits and veggies in every day. I put a cup of mixed berries (strawberries, blackberries, raspberries and blueberries) with a giant handful of baby spinach, half a banana and approximately 1/4 cup of coconut milk in mine and it was delish. Adam doesn't like a strong banana taste but I do and I wasn't sharing so I put it in there. Polly got what wouldn't fit in my cup and she agreed that it was good.
I am afraid of what tonight's workout will be so I'm not asking around. I'd rather be shocked than dread it for the majority of the day. Besides, when I'm nervous it makes me pee a lot.
K bye,
Sunny
Friday, May 18, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Redemption and a Video
In my last post (found here) I told you of my great disappointment. The day that I walked out of a Crossfit class because of something being off within my person. Well, on Monday I had my rematch.
We started off with dead lifts. As I've mentioned before, I'm stacked down bottom so my legs are usually pretty solid. I "breezed" through those (if one can breeze while lifting very heavy weights) and awaited the second segment.
The second segment sucked. It was shoulder presses and pull ups. Two of my most favorite things. I used the "baby bar" which is 30 lbs. versus the regular bar (45 lbs.) but that didn't make things go any smoother. I blew through the first reps but after the pull ups, my arms were shaking and each movement was a struggle. I should also note that this particular day was exceptionally humid and I looked (and felt) like someone had dumped water over my head.
Once we finished with the Workout of the Day (WOD) we did a "Cashout". My definition of cashout is this: a torturous activity that one must complete before being granted permission to leave the premises.
Guess what the cashout was...
You're so smart! ROWING!!! This time it was for 3 minutes and we were measuring calories. I vaguely remember Eric issuing something that sounded like a warning. I think his words were "This will blister your heart and lungs."
Now, being a logical person I would think that one wouldn't want to blister one's heart and lungs. Surely he wants us to take it a little easier and move at a more comfortable pace.
Nope. Blister away baby! And blister I did. Somewhere around the last 30 seconds that familiar headache began to set in. I rowed through it, stubbornly refusing to stop until the clock dinged. And don't you know it stopped and I had only burned 30 calories?! Thirty calories! That's not even a donut!
If that doesn't put what you eat into perspective then I don't know what will! After the rowing we went for a 400 m run which was actually quite nice considering the cooler weather. That, and rowing makes running look like a picnic by the lake. Now that is saying something!
When I got home Polly and I ate tons of leftover grilled chicken from Sunday to celebrate my success. I may still hate the rower, but at least I know that I can do it without having to stop and/or die.
Now, as a special treat I give you a crossfit video. One of our members actually takes a lot of awesome photos of us and posts them to his website. This video is a compilation of different work outs and you'll see me, struggling away, somewhere within its contents. So, if you've wondered what Crossfit looks like- here it is!
Also, this is the link to Ashley's website. You may recognize some of your friends here.
I've had a lot of people ask me about Crossfit and how I do it. Well, if it isn't apparent through my blogging, I barely make it through each class. It is a constant struggle to push myself and not give up. I eat (a little) better than I did before and I go into the workouts with a positive attitude. The "I can't do this" mentality won't get you far. The first visit is free, so I really do encourage anyone considering it to go ahead and give it a try! If you think that you have to get in shape before you go then that is just silly.
You'll never be prepared for what Crossfit throws at you.
Dum da dum dum DUMMMMM!!!
Muahahahahaha,
Sunny
We started off with dead lifts. As I've mentioned before, I'm stacked down bottom so my legs are usually pretty solid. I "breezed" through those (if one can breeze while lifting very heavy weights) and awaited the second segment.
The second segment sucked. It was shoulder presses and pull ups. Two of my most favorite things. I used the "baby bar" which is 30 lbs. versus the regular bar (45 lbs.) but that didn't make things go any smoother. I blew through the first reps but after the pull ups, my arms were shaking and each movement was a struggle. I should also note that this particular day was exceptionally humid and I looked (and felt) like someone had dumped water over my head.
Once we finished with the Workout of the Day (WOD) we did a "Cashout". My definition of cashout is this: a torturous activity that one must complete before being granted permission to leave the premises.
Guess what the cashout was...
You're so smart! ROWING!!! This time it was for 3 minutes and we were measuring calories. I vaguely remember Eric issuing something that sounded like a warning. I think his words were "This will blister your heart and lungs."
Now, being a logical person I would think that one wouldn't want to blister one's heart and lungs. Surely he wants us to take it a little easier and move at a more comfortable pace.
Nope. Blister away baby! And blister I did. Somewhere around the last 30 seconds that familiar headache began to set in. I rowed through it, stubbornly refusing to stop until the clock dinged. And don't you know it stopped and I had only burned 30 calories?! Thirty calories! That's not even a donut!
If that doesn't put what you eat into perspective then I don't know what will! After the rowing we went for a 400 m run which was actually quite nice considering the cooler weather. That, and rowing makes running look like a picnic by the lake. Now that is saying something!
When I got home Polly and I ate tons of leftover grilled chicken from Sunday to celebrate my success. I may still hate the rower, but at least I know that I can do it without having to stop and/or die.
Now, as a special treat I give you a crossfit video. One of our members actually takes a lot of awesome photos of us and posts them to his website. This video is a compilation of different work outs and you'll see me, struggling away, somewhere within its contents. So, if you've wondered what Crossfit looks like- here it is!
Also, this is the link to Ashley's website. You may recognize some of your friends here.
I've had a lot of people ask me about Crossfit and how I do it. Well, if it isn't apparent through my blogging, I barely make it through each class. It is a constant struggle to push myself and not give up. I eat (a little) better than I did before and I go into the workouts with a positive attitude. The "I can't do this" mentality won't get you far. The first visit is free, so I really do encourage anyone considering it to go ahead and give it a try! If you think that you have to get in shape before you go then that is just silly.
You'll never be prepared for what Crossfit throws at you.
Dum da dum dum DUMMMMM!!!
Muahahahahaha,
Sunny
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Berries and Cream
This is a recipe given to me by my mother-in-law. She always has the most delicious to eat, simple to prepare desserts and this one fits the bill. This is not, I repeat NOT a paleo recipe. Nor is it healthy. In fact, it will probably send you to an early grave. However, it is as close to heaven as my taste buds have ever come. Of this I am sure. This makes an excellent dessert for a pot luck supper or the holidays when you have many guests and little moolah. Without any further ado, I give you Berries and Cream.
Ingredients:
-1 package cream cheese
-1 medium container cool whip
-1 can eagle brand milk
-1 angel food cake
-2 cups berries (strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, etc.)
Instructions:
1. Combine the cream cheese, cool whip and eagle brand milk in a bowl. Mix until well incorporated and smooth.
2. Tear angel food cake into small chunks.
3. In a trifle dish (or large bowl), put a little cream on the bottom, then add a thin layer of cake, then berries. Repeat until it's all gone.
I actually used more than 2 cups of fresh strawberries but that's just because I had them. Fresh Georgia peaches would be a great addition as well. We did not have one smidgen left over from Sunday lunch, either. It's that good!
Now, go make this and eat it. Then go to Crossfit for a week. Without ever leaving!
Off I go-
Sunny
Ingredients:
-1 package cream cheese
-1 medium container cool whip
-1 can eagle brand milk
-1 angel food cake
-2 cups berries (strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, etc.)
Instructions:
1. Combine the cream cheese, cool whip and eagle brand milk in a bowl. Mix until well incorporated and smooth.
2. Tear angel food cake into small chunks.
3. In a trifle dish (or large bowl), put a little cream on the bottom, then add a thin layer of cake, then berries. Repeat until it's all gone.
I actually used more than 2 cups of fresh strawberries but that's just because I had them. Fresh Georgia peaches would be a great addition as well. We did not have one smidgen left over from Sunday lunch, either. It's that good!
Now, go make this and eat it. Then go to Crossfit for a week. Without ever leaving!
Off I go-
Sunny
Sunny and the Rower
I have been doing really well with my Crossfit attendance. My first week I went to 4 classes. The second week I went to 5. Week 3 started out strong with 3 classes and Friday made four. Well, three and a half. Against my better judgment I attended last Friday's class. You know. The one where it's really intense and I'm way out of my league? Yeah. That one. I had advance warning that the workout for the day was a real doozy but I went anyway. No pain no gain, right? From what I heard it would be tough but doable so I felt confident that I'd tough it out and make it through it.
Things were going great until there was a break in the itinerary. Major Pain brought out the two new rowing machines. I saw them when they were still in boxes and I could tell that he was a little too excited about them but when he pulled them out my heart started racing and I wanted to puke.
"I'm going to divide you up into teams of three and you have to row for 1500 meters. Winners get barbeque sandwiches from Southern Heritage and losers do 25 burpees."
Uhhh.... duh I want a sandwich! I was put on a team with two very fit gentlemen and immediately apologized that they were stuck with me. I rowed second and was up against Brandy, my hair dresser and Crossfit buddy. All I remember about this experience was intense burning EVERYWHERE and checking to make sure that I was ahead of her. Looking back, this wasn't the best strategy. I should have paced myself instead of rowing like a maniac. During the last 200 meters I developed a headache at the base of my skull that intensified until I was done. I'm guessing it had something to do with the lack of oxygen to my brain. I kind of forgot to take deep breaths. Whoops! When I stood up my forearms were permanently frozen and I had little red bumps covering my arms. I'm not really sure if the two were connected but I seriously felt like something was not okay with my body at that point.
I know. I'm being dramatic. The rower kicked my butt but at least I won a sandwich! I didn't care so much about the sandwich as I did the burpees, though. As much as I wanted to jump up on top of elevated objects (remember this day?), I didn't think that my seeing spots was conducive to a good workout experience so I peaced out and headed home to recover from my traumatic rowing experience.
I didn't feel too great when I woke up on Saturday so I layed out of the 9:30 class and took it easy. Besides, we had major cleaning to do to prep for the Mother's Day lunch on Sunday that we had so thoughtfully planned Friday afternoon. I may or may not have made "Berries and Cream" for dessert and Ohmylanta. You don't even need to know the recipe. Just know that I licked the beater clean. And the bowl. Polly didn't know what to think of this behavior. I may have licked the can of sweetened condensed milk, too. Maybe.
Today is most likely going to be a twofer day, so stay tuned for Sunny and The Rower: Redemption as well as the recipe for Berries and Cream as soon as I stop drooling on myself.
-Sunny
Things were going great until there was a break in the itinerary. Major Pain brought out the two new rowing machines. I saw them when they were still in boxes and I could tell that he was a little too excited about them but when he pulled them out my heart started racing and I wanted to puke.
"I'm going to divide you up into teams of three and you have to row for 1500 meters. Winners get barbeque sandwiches from Southern Heritage and losers do 25 burpees."
Uhhh.... duh I want a sandwich! I was put on a team with two very fit gentlemen and immediately apologized that they were stuck with me. I rowed second and was up against Brandy, my hair dresser and Crossfit buddy. All I remember about this experience was intense burning EVERYWHERE and checking to make sure that I was ahead of her. Looking back, this wasn't the best strategy. I should have paced myself instead of rowing like a maniac. During the last 200 meters I developed a headache at the base of my skull that intensified until I was done. I'm guessing it had something to do with the lack of oxygen to my brain. I kind of forgot to take deep breaths. Whoops! When I stood up my forearms were permanently frozen and I had little red bumps covering my arms. I'm not really sure if the two were connected but I seriously felt like something was not okay with my body at that point.
I know. I'm being dramatic. The rower kicked my butt but at least I won a sandwich! I didn't care so much about the sandwich as I did the burpees, though. As much as I wanted to jump up on top of elevated objects (remember this day?), I didn't think that my seeing spots was conducive to a good workout experience so I peaced out and headed home to recover from my traumatic rowing experience.
I didn't feel too great when I woke up on Saturday so I layed out of the 9:30 class and took it easy. Besides, we had major cleaning to do to prep for the Mother's Day lunch on Sunday that we had so thoughtfully planned Friday afternoon. I may or may not have made "Berries and Cream" for dessert and Ohmylanta. You don't even need to know the recipe. Just know that I licked the beater clean. And the bowl. Polly didn't know what to think of this behavior. I may have licked the can of sweetened condensed milk, too. Maybe.
Today is most likely going to be a twofer day, so stay tuned for Sunny and The Rower: Redemption as well as the recipe for Berries and Cream as soon as I stop drooling on myself.
-Sunny
Friday, May 11, 2012
Mental Block
I'm sure that by this point I've mentioned my knack for blocking out painful memories. It's usually just things I've done that have embarrassed me in one capacity or another that I actively forget. Caroline likes to make sure that some things are always remembered but, for the most part, I'm left to my own devices to forget those things I deem fit for forgetting. Things like falling in public (at a bus stop in front of 100 people to be precise), telling a co-worker the wrong schedule (guilty. many times over.) and other things from my childhood that I want to just. go. away.
Well, I'm staring at my clock at Crossfit time is rapidly approaching. I'm not even done blocking out the last class and another one is hot on my heels. It seems that I am so effective at this "mental blocking" that I made myself forget how much I do NOT like heights. Rails are my life. Stair rails, porch rails, walkway rails, etc. I love rails. They keep me safe and prevent my stomach from falling through my feet.
Last night my fear of heights came running at me. Running like Daniel Day Lewis did after that moose in the forest and there were no rails anywhere around.
Y'all. I am such a sissy. Like, embarrassingly so. We had to do burpees and then jump (both feet at once!) over an object of our choosing. Naturally, Dr. Death chose a bench (show off). I thought that the line on the floor should be sufficient but Eric told me I could jump over a "utility block".
The utility block looks like foam but weighs as much as cured cement. It took me a couple of minutes to loudly roll it over to my area and once I got there my legs were on FIYAH. (Here is a link to one.) When it came for me to jump over said block, fear consumed me and I wanted to puke. Not only do I hate heights but I am also morbidly afraid of anything that could potentially break my two front teeth out of my head- and this qualifies. I had visions of my feet catching the block and throwing my forward. Teeth first.
I thought that by telling Major Pain my qualm that I would be exempt from block jumping but he just laughed at me and told me to do one. So I did. There was a collective "Oh my God, Sunny" from the peanut gallery when I sailed over the block so I shut up and went about my jumping and burpeeing. (I use the term sail loosely but I like to imagine that I am graceful.)I am not lying when I say that I said "please, Lord" in my head every single time I went to jump over that heavy little box.
I made it through somehow and decided to do some abs after class seeing as how I don't really have any right now and MP is constantly telling me to tighten them. My friend Brandy and I did a few random exercises but boredom got the best of us so we kind of shuffled around aimlessly until we arrived at our final destination.
This isn't an exact replica of the equipment at our gym but it's close enough for blogging purposes. Basically, you put your feet under the two bars on the right and put your butt dangling off of the platform up top. You drop backwards (in a controlled motion) and bring yourself back upright using your abs.
Two problems with this. 1) I dont' trust the foot things to keep me from crashing to the floor and 2) HOLY CRAP BATMAN I felt like I was 1,000 feet up in the air and 3) my teeth could be injured in the process of #1 (I know I said only two). I seriously don't know why my fear of heights has chosen this time in my life to make itself known but it is showing OUT big time. I scurried down from my perch and decided that bicycle sit ups it is for this girl!
So, I haven't even overcome this mental handicap and here comes another class! I really don't know why I'm so scared. It's not like I'm climbing rail-less stairs or anything. As tired as my quads are I am praying for some sort of leg work that doesn't involve vertical movement.
Now, I am going to mentally prepare myself for what will probably be a non-traumatizing experience.
Holla,
Fraidy Cat
Well, I'm staring at my clock at Crossfit time is rapidly approaching. I'm not even done blocking out the last class and another one is hot on my heels. It seems that I am so effective at this "mental blocking" that I made myself forget how much I do NOT like heights. Rails are my life. Stair rails, porch rails, walkway rails, etc. I love rails. They keep me safe and prevent my stomach from falling through my feet.
Last night my fear of heights came running at me. Running like Daniel Day Lewis did after that moose in the forest and there were no rails anywhere around.
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| I am heights and I am going to make you want to vomit! |
Y'all. I am such a sissy. Like, embarrassingly so. We had to do burpees and then jump (both feet at once!) over an object of our choosing. Naturally, Dr. Death chose a bench (show off). I thought that the line on the floor should be sufficient but Eric told me I could jump over a "utility block".
The utility block looks like foam but weighs as much as cured cement. It took me a couple of minutes to loudly roll it over to my area and once I got there my legs were on FIYAH. (Here is a link to one.) When it came for me to jump over said block, fear consumed me and I wanted to puke. Not only do I hate heights but I am also morbidly afraid of anything that could potentially break my two front teeth out of my head- and this qualifies. I had visions of my feet catching the block and throwing my forward. Teeth first.
I thought that by telling Major Pain my qualm that I would be exempt from block jumping but he just laughed at me and told me to do one. So I did. There was a collective "Oh my God, Sunny" from the peanut gallery when I sailed over the block so I shut up and went about my jumping and burpeeing. (I use the term sail loosely but I like to imagine that I am graceful.)I am not lying when I say that I said "please, Lord" in my head every single time I went to jump over that heavy little box.
I made it through somehow and decided to do some abs after class seeing as how I don't really have any right now and MP is constantly telling me to tighten them. My friend Brandy and I did a few random exercises but boredom got the best of us so we kind of shuffled around aimlessly until we arrived at our final destination.
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| Meet Final Destination |
Two problems with this. 1) I dont' trust the foot things to keep me from crashing to the floor and 2) HOLY CRAP BATMAN I felt like I was 1,000 feet up in the air and 3) my teeth could be injured in the process of #1 (I know I said only two). I seriously don't know why my fear of heights has chosen this time in my life to make itself known but it is showing OUT big time. I scurried down from my perch and decided that bicycle sit ups it is for this girl!
So, I haven't even overcome this mental handicap and here comes another class! I really don't know why I'm so scared. It's not like I'm climbing rail-less stairs or anything. As tired as my quads are I am praying for some sort of leg work that doesn't involve vertical movement.
Now, I am going to mentally prepare myself for what will probably be a non-traumatizing experience.
Holla,
Fraidy Cat
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Carrot Banana Muffins
My first venture into Paleo baking yielded great results. I made these muffins last night and they made my whole house smell like banana bread. They have no sugar and I used almond flour whereas I normally use all-purpose flour in my baking. I did not make this recipe up myself so this is more of a review than anything. I'll link to the original site below.
Carrot Banana Muffins
Ingredients:
2 cups blanched almond flour
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon celtic sea salt
1 tablespoon cinnamon
1 cup dates, pitted
3 ripe bananas
3 eggs
1 teaspoon apple cider vinegar
¼ cup coconut oil, melted
1 ½ cups carrots, shredded
¾ cup walnuts, finely chopped
Notes:
*I found my almond flour at Kroger in the organic section up near the bakery. It came in a 1 lb. bag and it is labeled "Almond Meal". It is expensive so I'm looking into ordering a larger quantity online.
*I didn't have any sea salt so I substituted with kosher salt and it was fine. I didn't quite add a whole teaspoon, though.
*Use your food processor to shred your carrots before you do anything. This will save you mucho time and energy.
Make these soon. They're an excellent snack or addition to your breakfast. They do not taste like health food! Promise!
I found this recipe here, she has excellent recipes and they're gluten free! I will be reviewing many more of them, no doubt.
Happy baking,
Sunny
Carrot Banana Muffins
Ingredients:
Directions
- In a small bowl, combine almond flour, baking soda, salt, and cinnamon
- In a food processor
, combine dates, bananas, eggs, vinegar and oil
- Transfer mixture to a large bowl
- Blend dry mixture into wet until thoroughly combined
- Fold in carrots and walnuts
- Spoon mixture into paper lined mini muffin pans
- Bake at 350° for 25 minutes
Notes:
*I found my almond flour at Kroger in the organic section up near the bakery. It came in a 1 lb. bag and it is labeled "Almond Meal". It is expensive so I'm looking into ordering a larger quantity online.
*I didn't have any sea salt so I substituted with kosher salt and it was fine. I didn't quite add a whole teaspoon, though.
*Use your food processor to shred your carrots before you do anything. This will save you mucho time and energy.
Make these soon. They're an excellent snack or addition to your breakfast. They do not taste like health food! Promise!
I found this recipe here, she has excellent recipes and they're gluten free! I will be reviewing many more of them, no doubt.
Happy baking,
Sunny
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Overboard
Has anyone ever seen the movie Overboard with Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell? In the movie, Joanna (Goldie Hawn) falls off of her yacht and is "rescued" from a hospital by the carpenter who had remodeled her closet. She had treated him quite horribly and he got her back big time when he took her home to be "mom" to his gang of boys. She suffered from amnesia so she was none the wiser. She went from living in the lap of luxury to living with the dogs. Literally
What does this have to do with my usual Crossfit talk, you ask? Well, the boys are obsessed with this comic character "Doctor Death" and it's the only thing they can read. Last night, I met Dr. Death and he turned out to be a she.
Let me backtrack and tell you a little bit about her. We went to school together and actually sang in the same all girls choral group. She was, and still is, extremely sweet and soft spoken as well as very athletic. Before yesterday I knew her only as Whitney.
But all of that changed. Yesterday may have been the most exhausting workout I've done yet. It didn't involve as many reps as others we have done but it worked our arms until I could barely raise them and then it worked them even more. I could barely open my car door or drive home if that tells you anything.
Whitney turned into Dr. Death while we were warming up with some bench presses. My last memory of bench presses was in the 9th grade when my friend Claire and I were so weak that our feet would come off of the ground as we fought against the 45 lb bar. I don't remember whether or not we were able to actually lift it.
Well, friends, not much has changed! When I would say "I can't do it" Doc would reply "One more" in her sweet little voice. I'll tell you firsthand that it's a lot harder to say no to her than it is to Major Pain. I'm not quite sure why, but I'll let you know when I figure out. I remember thinking that my throat was about to go through some serious trauma when I struggled to lift the bar but Dr. D saved the day and helped me up. My partner for this portion was pumping through them with no problem. Showoff.
Anyway, Dr. D had us hang cleaning (video here) and pushuping our arms off. There weren't any kids in earshot so you can imagine the things that were being said! When I tell you that my arms felt like they were on fire I am not exaggerating. We finished off with 3 minutes of burpee hell and we were dismissed. I knew that I would be sore today but I had no idea to what extent.
To put it simply, my arms and shoulders hurt when I breathe. I had to take breaks when I was blow drying my hair this morning and I've got my keyboard shoved so far up against my monitor that everything is going to go off of the back of my desk (so that I can rest my forearms and elbows on the desk).
I invited a pal of mine to join us last night and she loved it so she'll be joining me again tonight! Woohoo! Even though I dread leg nights I'm hoping my arms get a break!
You'll hear all about it tomorrow!
-SJM
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| This cracks me up! |
Let me backtrack and tell you a little bit about her. We went to school together and actually sang in the same all girls choral group. She was, and still is, extremely sweet and soft spoken as well as very athletic. Before yesterday I knew her only as Whitney.
But all of that changed. Yesterday may have been the most exhausting workout I've done yet. It didn't involve as many reps as others we have done but it worked our arms until I could barely raise them and then it worked them even more. I could barely open my car door or drive home if that tells you anything.
Whitney turned into Dr. Death while we were warming up with some bench presses. My last memory of bench presses was in the 9th grade when my friend Claire and I were so weak that our feet would come off of the ground as we fought against the 45 lb bar. I don't remember whether or not we were able to actually lift it.
Well, friends, not much has changed! When I would say "I can't do it" Doc would reply "One more" in her sweet little voice. I'll tell you firsthand that it's a lot harder to say no to her than it is to Major Pain. I'm not quite sure why, but I'll let you know when I figure out. I remember thinking that my throat was about to go through some serious trauma when I struggled to lift the bar but Dr. D saved the day and helped me up. My partner for this portion was pumping through them with no problem. Showoff.
Anyway, Dr. D had us hang cleaning (video here) and pushuping our arms off. There weren't any kids in earshot so you can imagine the things that were being said! When I tell you that my arms felt like they were on fire I am not exaggerating. We finished off with 3 minutes of burpee hell and we were dismissed. I knew that I would be sore today but I had no idea to what extent.
To put it simply, my arms and shoulders hurt when I breathe. I had to take breaks when I was blow drying my hair this morning and I've got my keyboard shoved so far up against my monitor that everything is going to go off of the back of my desk (so that I can rest my forearms and elbows on the desk).
I invited a pal of mine to join us last night and she loved it so she'll be joining me again tonight! Woohoo! Even though I dread leg nights I'm hoping my arms get a break!
You'll hear all about it tomorrow!
-SJM
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