I’ve posted previously about starting to get fit (here and here). I’ve called this the final update, not because it’s over, but because I don’t plan on making this a regular feature of the blog. It’s already too off topic without adding this into the mix also.
Today was my second personal training session. I’ve been to the gym every day since my last session with him and worked really hard, so I was ready for him to bear witness to my greatness… It was a big improvement, which I knew it would be. I started off with interval training and did double the amount intervals and on a higher level than the first time. After that I still felt human, so he asked me what I wanted to do next and I said, “Surprise me!” Big mistake. We moved on to cycles of:
- Burpees : Actually a variation on these which he called Deadmen. How apt.
- Squats : Body weight only, but I’m really heavy.
- Star Jumps
- Tricep Dips
This ruined me. If I had a bucket close I would have thrown up big-time. By next week I have to get to the point where I can cope with the interval training, followed by a few of those cycles. Man, it would be so much easier if I was skinny.
So in one week I’ve made a massive improvement fitness wise. Of course, the fitter you get the harder you try, so I still came out feeling like crap. Just another 30 years to go…
PS. Loved this comment from Chet, so I’ve added it to the bottom of the post so those folks that don’t venture into the comments won’t miss it.
Chet: “ugh, intervals are brutal. you feel like your HR (heart rate) will never come down…not to mention the desire to puke in the hopes that it will all just end.”
Welcome to my world…