Posts Tagged ‘getting in shape’

Working Hard

I wrote this note last spring regarding how I was feeling trying to change my fitness level and overall health, entitled Day 20: I Wonder What They Think.

Last night was the 6th workout of my 3rd week in TapouT XT.  As I grunted and growled through Sprawl and Brawl on my garage floor, I thought of Monica Seles in a championship match and wondered who might be walking by outside.

I didn’t think it would happen.  I weighed in at 218.8 on day 1 and could barely limp downstairs since my right knee hurt so bad from the Pinnacle Peak run on Super Bowl Sunday morning with Craig.  218.8 pounds after a morning pit stop and wearing nothing but a sad look on my face.  I was still working my way through another crappy illness brought home for me from school by my kids.

The workout was a lesson in the ridiculous.

 

I struggled through the warm-up with my knee, but it complied eventually.  I don’t know how many times I exclaimed: “Seriously?!” during the workout while I tried to work past my still injured right shoulder and elbow and my general upper body weakness.

My push up(s) looked like I needed a Medic Alert necklace and someone to push the button for me.

I pressed on through the first workout.  My glimmer of hope rested in two things: I liked K-Train.  His approach appealed to me and there were portions of the workout that were designed to be more cardio than strength and, in these, I held my own.

I pledged to return for the second day looking forward to a challenging journey towards an eight pack stomach.  Seriously, is that really something ever proven visible in my family?  My equator measurement was 40.5″ that first morning.  How far towards the center of the earth will I have to go to find this mystical eight pack?  Must be WAY down there.

No more excuses.  Just honest effort and a LOT of sweat.

Through the first six workouts and onto the couch for my first rest day.  Seriously on the couch, bed rest-like, with my 9-year-old son home sick from school.  We watched Netflix and dozed a good portion of the day away while my wife, Lynn, home from her travels that day, entertained my 2 1/2-year-old, Michael.

The rest helped and the killer cold subsided gradually.  The family in general coughed less and I hit the second week with energy after seeing a half-inch slide off of my equator in a single week and feeling sore in places I didn’t know you could feel anything.

Think of how you could change things up in your daily routines.