Monday: I really think Brad hates me. Why else would he have Tabatas scheduled in cardio and then negatives (I loathe these more than burpees) in the gym??? Seriously, the negatives killed me for the rest of the day. First up was the leg press - I pushed out on my own and then had to resist Ashley's power on the way back. Ashley, unfortunately, has been taking lessons from Brad and Linda on how to exert the most force when "helping" to do negative leg presses. Ouch. We switched places after five minutes (btw, this workout was called "Cry Uncle" because you did the negatives until...well, you know. I cried Uncle at 3:05) and I was much much nicer to Ashley. OK, she might have had more weight on the leg press, but still. ;) After that, we did T-bar rows. Fudgemonkeys, that was hard. I didn't even hit a minute before I cried Uncle, although we only got a 15 second break before resuming...on and on - it took for-EV-er for five minutes to be up! Went home, ate breakfast (Fage/nectarines/Fiber One) and then took a shower...I picked up my seemingly 10-pound shampoo bottle and though I was gonna die! Ended up going with hippie hair today as there was no way I could hold my hair dryer. Which may have been why I wasn't chosen for jury duty later on - no self-respecting lawyer is going to put a dirty hippie (ok I was clean-showered) on his panel!
Tuesday: I pretty much knew that I wouldn't be running on Tuesday. Wanna hear my excuses? Of course you do! First, y'all know how I hate to run alone. I did it on Friday and Sunday, but my motivation really starts to wane...and Jenny is on vacation this week - now she's at the beach, although it's South Padre and not Santa Cruz (we really need to coordinate our vacations better, Jenny!). Second, we are having a hell of a heatwave, and yes I know I live in Texas and it is August, but this is really hot - trust me. I didn't want to run at the crack of dawn when it was already 80 degrees. Call me crazy, call me lazy...but don't call me
Wednesday: Let me begin by thanking you, my blogger friends, for being here...because if I didn't have to be accountable to y'all with this update, I would not have gone to my workout today. I was still so sore when my alarm went off this morning! But I went. And we did more negatives. What I wanna know is, how many bad things have I done in my life that I am having to atone for by doing these terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad* exercises?!? Argh. We did negative bench presses, negative quad extensions, and just for fun, some ab work including leg throw downs and bosu ball crunches. I was shaking when I left the gym...and then we still had cardio! Teamwork - 200 calories burned on a machine. Tashia and I got the treadmill, and Brad ran us to burnout before we could switch. He had me at the minimum running at 7.0 - at one point it was up to 7.6 and I felt like a cartoon person whose legs are just spinning in a circle! Naturally, when we were off the treadmill we couldn't just rest, oh no...we got to do "active recovery" which included mountain climbers, jumping jacks, push ups, plank holds, calf raises...it was bad, people. Took us 21 minutes to reach 200 calories. As usual, I am glad that I went (now that it's over), but boy, this week has been a tough one for me.
*with apologies to Judith Viorst.