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Personal Training, Part 4…

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You might know my story about hurting my knee and doing physical therapy and now working with a personal trainer because I’ve written about it before.  I like to say it was a sports injury, but it was more like I fell off my shoes on the stairs and somehow injured my right knee…

So now I’m actually paying Evil Personal Trainer Keith to make me feel like I’ve been beaten with a stick every Monday and Friday morning.  And this cold I have didn’t help things Monday, but I didn’t feel bad enough to skip a session, or so I thought.

Every day I’m there brings some fresh new hell of things to do. Monday it was push ups on a mat and planks on a big rubber exercise ball.  I tried to tell him that even before I hurt my knee I’d never done anything but the modified girl push ups on my knees,  you know what I mean, right?  But did EPT Keith care?  No, he did not.  So, once again, we did it his way, just because he has some internationally recognized CSCS certification…

And by the time I was doing the third set of reps of planks on the big rubber ball my arms were so sweaty I literally was sliding off.   And Keith stood there and said, “Come on, Diane, you can do it.  Just five more.”  And I said, “Really, do you think if you keep saying that it’s going to help?  If you want to help, hold the damn ball still and pull me up!”

And he did help, maybe because I scare him just a little.   And that thought makes me smile…

 

 

Personal Training, Part 3

FB_IMG_1452698895222After hurting my right knee and completing physical therapy, the therapist recommended I work with a personal trainer. So now I’m going three times a week to work out with Keith, whom I call the Evil Personal Trainer. We’re still in the hate part of our love/hate relationship.

I’ve worked out on and off over the years, going at various times to yoga, a health club, Woman’s Workout World, Jazzercise, etc.  Yes, a joiner, I admit it.  But I’ve never worked out with more than five pound weights and that was awhile ago.

So today EPT Keith had me stepping up onto a box with one foot, then bringing the other foot up onto the box while lifting a ten pound weight in my hand up over my head.  The only reason I held on was I didn’t want to drop it on my head.  I whined that my elbow was going to dislocate.   Keith said, “Come on, Diane, you can do it. You’ve carried shopping bags heavier than that!”   Yes, perhaps, but not up over my head ….My arms still feel like noodles.

Then we did this exercise where you have a Velcro strap around each ankle and a length of rubber tubing in between.  You take side steps using the resistance, 30 times total.  Today he added stretching a resistance band more than shoulder width with my hands in front of me, elbows tucked in, keeping it stretched the whole time I’m doing the 30 steps.

“Your hands are up too high,” Keith said, moving in to adjust them. “That’s because I was going for your neck,” I snarl.   “Okay, stepping back now,” he smiles.   It’s cute how he thinks I’m kidding…

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Personal training…Part 2

FB_IMG_1452698895222I know you’ve been waiting breathlessly to hear how my class is going, but I’ve been too tired and my hands were too sweaty to write before now.  Turns out Evil Personal Trainer Keith is just as mean as Evil Physical Therapist Howie, and he pretty much laughs and ignores my complaints so far…

He had me do these arm pull things with resistance bands with handles that you pull to the sides like a butterfly stroke about 15 times. Then  bicep curls where you try to pull these things up toward your face 15 times.  And it’s always “hands lower, elbows up, use your back muscles, don’t let it pull you back like that…”  If I could do all that, I probably wouldn’t be at the gym with him, right??

Then I say, wow, that was hard and he says okay, let’s do it again!  The same freaking exercises?  Oh, sure, it’ll be easier.  Nuh, uh!!

There’s the bike and the treadmill and wall sits and leg stretches.   He says here, you’re pretty flexible, put your leg on this table that’s about four feet high (okay, maybe not, but it feels like it.)  I say in a horrified voice, without holding onto anything?  He’s like, well, you know, use your core strength to balance.  I roll my eyes (because we both know I don’t have any core strength) and he says, okay, then, put your hand on the table…

And then there’s this thing that looks like a rolling pin that you roll along your calf and thigh as hard as you can.  Yes, it does hurt like hell and it might even leave bruises.  It’s supposed to loosen and break up knotted muscle tissue and help elongate your muscles. There’s also a foam roller that you can lay down and roll on to get the same effect, but Keith didn’t seem to think I was coordinated enough to handle that.  I told him I read that Gwyneth Paltrow said using the foam roller made her taller and then Keith rolled his eyes…

He said it would be wise for me to invest in one of the rolling pin things to use at home and I said, okay, what’s it called when I go to look it up on Amazon?  He looked me right in the eye and said, uhm, a stick?  I’m pretty sure he has a college degree and everything…

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Disclaimer:  I’m teasing!   Keith is super respectful, cause I’m probably old enough to be his mom, and that thing I bought is really called an exercise stick.  He showed me ones online so I’d know what to look for…

Personal Training…

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Say hello to my cute new personal trainer, Keith.  Sorry, not the best picture.  I said, can I take your picture for my blog?  And he said, wait, what?  He’s super fit and nice (so far) and dad to three little boys, ages 6, 4 and 1.  And the youngest and the oldest share a St. Patrick’s Day birthday!  How sweet is that?

Tomorrow is my assessment where I get to show him what I can do. I told him I could save us both some time and he could just assume I’m at the very bottom, but he insists I have to do stuff and be evaluated…

I found out the reason you have to come in and map out a plan is also to turn over a very hefty check for the chance to be beaten into shape (and in case you pass out from the shock of hearing the number, there are lots of people there to revive you!)  In all seriousness, though, I figure it’s an investment in myself.  Oh, gosh, I could hardly type that with a straight face 🙂

Monday Musings…

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Everyone should be able to find a day to celebrate this month, with so many holidays, starting with Groundhog’s Day (2/2), Waitangi Day in New Zealand (2/6), Chinese New Year (2/8), Mardi Gras Day or Fat Tuesday (2/9), Ash Wednesday (2/10), National Foundation Day in Japan (2/11), Valentine’s Day (2/14), Flag Day in Canada and in the U.S., Presidents Day, both on 2/15.  And those are only the ones I know about!

I’ll personally be celebrating my first meeting with the new personal trainer, Keith, on Wednesday morning (2/3).  I’ve only talked to him on the phone so far and he seems all cheery and nice, but I know how deceiving that can be….  I’ll let you know Thursday 😉

 

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