I got stuck at home last week with a double-whammy: sinus infection and major snowstorm. So I had to postpone the actual start date of my glorious return to this week.
And glorious it is. I've been feeling particularly blobby lately, so desperately need Jason to whip me back into shape. And he is more than happy to oblige.
So we began my glorious return with a reassessment of my situation. The gym has upgraded their training services a bit and have this nifty new program where you pick out your goals and see we're you are and what is achievable, blah blah blah. So, my goal - which I am putting out here in the interwebs - is twofold:
-lose 8 inches from various body parts (I'm looking at you, tumtum). Goal date: my birthday (that's 14 weeks)
-lose 20 pounds. In 10 weeks (that's 2lbs a week!! Whaaaaaat)
Supposedly these are totally do-able. According to Jason. Translation: I am going to die in a deep pool of my own sweat and tears.
So, we wrapped up the housekeeping and got into the workout.
Oh wait but first, the MEASUREMENTS, blahhhh
Weight - 140lbs. Argh!!! So bad! worst ever! So much work to do!!
Waist- 33inches. Ugh! Gross! So much work to do!!
Bodyfat - 25%. Ehhhh that's actually about usual, same amount of work to do!
Ok, NOW we work out. 'Keeping it easy' today to check out my capacity and range of motion, etc etc... Aka, see how bad I've atrophied
Walking warmup as per usual (back and forth across the dirty dirty floor):
Walking lunge
Lateral lunge
Inchworm
But seriously my hands were black and sooty after the last pass, they really need to clean the floors more often.
We headed back to the freeweight room, and I did a few sets of Kettlebell swings (one arm - we started with a super light one and ended with the 30lb-er), reverse alternating lunge, and then a new thing: hop over the bench. So I stood next to an empty bench press bench (no easy feat at 7pm on a weekday) held onto one end, and hopped my feet back and forth over the bench. Surprisingly difficult by the last hop.
We ditched the freeweights and moseyed over to the TRX which has been moved downstairs into the middle of the stretching area for some reason. Shrug. I've only done TRX once or twice, so I totally looked like I knew what I was doing. (Not).
So I did rows- hanging suspended backwards and pulling myself up a bunch of times
Squats - basically just squats, but holding the TRX handles for no apparent reason
Pushups - holding myself up midair and trying to do pushups without my arms flailing all over the place.
Yeah, super easy workout. Insert emoji side-eye here.
Nice and sweaty, we went back up front and Jason put together my glorious workout plan and I am going to die later when I process exactly how much I have to do this month. And I have to stop eating. I mean keep eating, but not so much eating. And no eating after 9:30. Only water allowed (I negotiated for some camomile tea too).
Okay. I can do this.
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