Just did Speed and Agility--I LOVE that workout. That and Back to Core are my favorites of the set. Two things I noticed today:
1. The ONLY reason I ever had to take a break is because my legs were starting to give out, NOT because i was out of breath or tired.
2. I was MUCH faster.
I can't wait for Day 30 so I can retake my fit test. I feel so much stronger than I was when I started this. Don't get me wrong--Shaun T still makes me work so hard I want to puke--but that's a good thing! I am really digging this program, and am looking forward to doing the Asylum/P90X hybrid.
In other news: Today is the last day of school for the girls. Wish me luck, as I work fulltime from home and am used to extreme peace and quiet! Actually, just pray that they can behave and not kill each other this summer. Yeah, that'll work.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Day 8, Asylum--Back to Core
Again, this workout hurts muscles that you didn't know you had. Shaun T's all, "Okay, now hold it up your arms and pulse it..." then YOU start going, "Ow, Ow, OW!!! What the hell is THAT muscle???" and it hurts. Then it hurts some more. But i can feel these weird back muscles that I know are going to make my back look kick butt. Shaun T also keeps saying, "Pretend you're squeezing a pencil in there..." (between your shoulder blades.) Okay, i'll do that. And once my back gets cut enough, i'll actually just store the girls' pencils in there since they always lose them anyways.
"Mommy, do you have a pencil?"
"Why, yes, yes I do--right here between my shoulder blades."
See? That would just work out well for EVERYONE.
Vertical plyo tomorrow. I'm already scared.
"Mommy, do you have a pencil?"
"Why, yes, yes I do--right here between my shoulder blades."
See? That would just work out well for EVERYONE.
Vertical plyo tomorrow. I'm already scared.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
See the change
“The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers.” – Unknown
Read that. No, really READ it. Now think about yourself. Now read it again. Does that apply to you?
The first time I read that quote, I just skimmed it. Then something made me read it again. So I did...slowly and surely. Then I thought about myself and looked at it again. That quote holds so much truth, doesn't it? I mean, i'm not trying to force you to apply it to yourself, but heck, it certainly applies to me.
My fitness journey, and this is what it IS...a JOURNEY--because there's no end--started with my discomfort. My sudden realization that not only did I THINK I was out of shape, but that I really and truly was. Know what I mean? For a long while there, I thought, "Eh, i'm heavier/wearing a larger size than normal, but i'm not really out of shape." "I keep getting a cough/cold, but it's not because i'm unhealthy--it's just allergies." Really? How many of us deceive ourselves like that?
If you're anything like me, I just put it on the backburner. I'd tell myself, "Oh, I just have big thighs because I've ALWAYS had big thighs--they're just more muscular than most," or "I just have a bubble butt--that's how it is. It's been there since birth." Or, i'd make a million other random excuses: "I don't have time." "I'm a mom now--when am i going to work out?" So, the day came when I finally realized that what I was thinking--that i was unhealthy--was the truth. Oh my. And that would be the final line of the quote, "For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers."
So, I decided to jump out of that damn rut. Sometimes, you just gotta hit rockbottom, ladies and gents, before you make a change. I was propelled by my discomfort. And honestly, I am still driven by the memory of that discomfort every day. I don't want to go back to that unhealthy part of my life. I don't want to, and you can't make me. I'm not going to do it. I replaced excuses with action. And you know what? It wasn't NEARLY as difficult as I thought it would be! OWN the change you want to see in yourself. I am so much happier. I feel like i have more control. I just feel...GOOD. You can, too. :)
Step out of your rut. I'll even hold your hand if you need help. Come on.
Read that. No, really READ it. Now think about yourself. Now read it again. Does that apply to you?
The first time I read that quote, I just skimmed it. Then something made me read it again. So I did...slowly and surely. Then I thought about myself and looked at it again. That quote holds so much truth, doesn't it? I mean, i'm not trying to force you to apply it to yourself, but heck, it certainly applies to me.
My fitness journey, and this is what it IS...a JOURNEY--because there's no end--started with my discomfort. My sudden realization that not only did I THINK I was out of shape, but that I really and truly was. Know what I mean? For a long while there, I thought, "Eh, i'm heavier/wearing a larger size than normal, but i'm not really out of shape." "I keep getting a cough/cold, but it's not because i'm unhealthy--it's just allergies." Really? How many of us deceive ourselves like that?
If you're anything like me, I just put it on the backburner. I'd tell myself, "Oh, I just have big thighs because I've ALWAYS had big thighs--they're just more muscular than most," or "I just have a bubble butt--that's how it is. It's been there since birth." Or, i'd make a million other random excuses: "I don't have time." "I'm a mom now--when am i going to work out?" So, the day came when I finally realized that what I was thinking--that i was unhealthy--was the truth. Oh my. And that would be the final line of the quote, "For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers."
So, I decided to jump out of that damn rut. Sometimes, you just gotta hit rockbottom, ladies and gents, before you make a change. I was propelled by my discomfort. And honestly, I am still driven by the memory of that discomfort every day. I don't want to go back to that unhealthy part of my life. I don't want to, and you can't make me. I'm not going to do it. I replaced excuses with action. And you know what? It wasn't NEARLY as difficult as I thought it would be! OWN the change you want to see in yourself. I am so much happier. I feel like i have more control. I just feel...GOOD. You can, too. :)
Step out of your rut. I'll even hold your hand if you need help. Come on.
Asylum, Day 7--Strength
WOO. HOO. Increased my weights today (which explains why i have to keep backspacing to correct typos--heavy weights kill my wrists, which, in turn, leave me unable to type) to 20s, 15s, and 10s. Last week, I used 15s, 10s, and 8s. Dug deeper today--and really, and I mean REALLY, pushed it hard. Really concentrated on my core, and i could feel a difference in the work it was doing.
Sitting here, lamenting over my hurty wrists, drinking a chocolate Shakeology--not too shabby. Feeling good!
p.s. I still think Shaun T is trying to kill me.
Sitting here, lamenting over my hurty wrists, drinking a chocolate Shakeology--not too shabby. Feeling good!
p.s. I still think Shaun T is trying to kill me.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Asylum, Day 6
I CRUSHED IT TODAY. Oh yeah, if 'crushed' means nearly crying like a baby, grunting like I was porcine, and sweating like a horse in a glue factory. So, if we share the same definition, then YES, I crushed Day 6.
But seriously, I saw improvements. Improvements in just 6 workouts! Either that, or i've just become ridiculously incapable of gauging my fitness level. Well, it could be. Who knows. I ate mashed potatoes yesterday. Mashed potatoes with BACON in them. I'm not positive, but i'm sure they affected my brain somehow. They were delicious. But so was today's workout! Deliciously AWESOME!
Don't get me wrong--still tougher than cheap beef jerky, but such a great workout!! I am becoming lithe and nimble. (Actually, probably not, but go with it, people.)
Yay me!
But seriously, I saw improvements. Improvements in just 6 workouts! Either that, or i've just become ridiculously incapable of gauging my fitness level. Well, it could be. Who knows. I ate mashed potatoes yesterday. Mashed potatoes with BACON in them. I'm not positive, but i'm sure they affected my brain somehow. They were delicious. But so was today's workout! Deliciously AWESOME!
Don't get me wrong--still tougher than cheap beef jerky, but such a great workout!! I am becoming lithe and nimble. (Actually, probably not, but go with it, people.)
Yay me!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Asylum Day 4--Vertical Plyo=horizontal death
Holy crap. (Honestly, i think all my Asylum posts start with something like that, right?) Vertical Plyo is the hardest and craziest workout i've ever done. It's a lot more of Shaun T just making up crazy shit. Pushup jacks with resistance bands on your arms and legs, TONS of jumproping, and a whole heckofalotta jumping over that damn ladder. My FOREARMS are sweating. My WRISTS are sweating. That's just gross. I think the tops of my hands are sweating, too...yes, yes they are.
I felt like a totally uncoordinated twit doing this workout. I busted my butt, but i feel like I spent a lot of time looking at the tv with a look of pure confusion on my face and asking, "Whaaaa?" Some of the moves, he'd be yelling, "Come on! You can do this!" but he was too late, because i was already in a horizontal position, in a pool of sweat, crying, near death.
I think Shaun T is trying to kill me. If he asks, don't tell him where I live.
I felt like a totally uncoordinated twit doing this workout. I busted my butt, but i feel like I spent a lot of time looking at the tv with a look of pure confusion on my face and asking, "Whaaaa?" Some of the moves, he'd be yelling, "Come on! You can do this!" but he was too late, because i was already in a horizontal position, in a pool of sweat, crying, near death.
I think Shaun T is trying to kill me. If he asks, don't tell him where I live.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Asylum Day 3--What the hell is THAT??
This workout left me asking, "WTH?" the majority of the time. Shaun T just makes crap up--i'm quite convinced of it. I mean, no one in their right mind, would try to do this kind of stuff to their body. I've never been working out and thought, "Hmmm..think i'll do a reverse plank, then pulse up my legs--alternately." Really? A REVERSE plank? Then you want me to lift one of my legs off the ground? I did it, but graceful, I am not.
He also does all these moves that start out not hurting, then end up killing you by the end. The pain sneaks up on you. And the pain is in these random spots that have never hurt before. Then he continuously tells you, "It doesn't start working 'til it starts hurting." I'd like to punch him in the face. I hope he's right, because after I finish the exercise, it's STILL hurting. Dammit. It better be working.
As much as I bitch about this program, I love it. It's hard. It's challenging. I have to push myself. EXTREMELY HARD.
I'm going to be paying for this tomorrow...
He also does all these moves that start out not hurting, then end up killing you by the end. The pain sneaks up on you. And the pain is in these random spots that have never hurt before. Then he continuously tells you, "It doesn't start working 'til it starts hurting." I'd like to punch him in the face. I hope he's right, because after I finish the exercise, it's STILL hurting. Dammit. It better be working.
As much as I bitch about this program, I love it. It's hard. It's challenging. I have to push myself. EXTREMELY HARD.
I'm going to be paying for this tomorrow...
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