Last night was my first official work-out with my new trainer, Jen, who will from this point forward be known as Jenillian (get it...Jen + Jillian...and she kind of looks like Jillian too LOL). I did things I never thought I could do. And I cried, but the sweat rolling down my face hid the tears....I hope...at least Jenillian didn't say anything about it. I was sweating like I never have before. I did hard & fast on the elliptical, I did girl push-ups, sit-ups, squats, step-ups, and I lifted barbells until I thought my arms were going to explode. And I managed to walk out of the gym on my own two legs.
Today.....
I want my mommy!!!
I hurt like hell! My arm pits hurt. WTF is up with that??? I didn't know arm pits could could hurt like this. I can barely lift my arm to put my purse on my shoulder. And my legs?? I had to go in the bathroom twice at work to see if my thighs were red or swollen because even thinking of moving hurts. My stomach feels like I've been punched by Muhammad Ali. I'm taking a loratab to sleep tonight.
But in spite of all that.....
Ready????
I can't wait to do it again next week!!
WHAT??? I can't even believe I'm saying that. But really, it felt so good to do what I didn't think I could ever do. I was sweating like a banshee and today I can truly feel that I worked hard and I feel good about that. I wish I could afford to do two sessions each week but I can't so it is what it is and I'm just going to have to make the most of of the one hour each week that I get. I really want to pass that Army PT test in May and I know I can't do it alone...I need help and guidance...and Jenillian can get me there. It's my goal and by damn it's going to happen. May is my 1 year band-iversary and I want to be able to say I passed this test even more than being able to say I lost 100 pounds at my 1 yr mark....it means that much to me. I am going to post here what my progress is each week so stay tuned :) Here is what I have to do for the test, in this order, with no more than a 10 minute rest period in between:
1. 13 Push-Ups in 2 minutes - real Army push-ups from the toes, going down to where my arms are parallel to the floor
2. 38 Sit-Ups in 2 minutes - knees bent with hands behind my head, a full sit-up is my back at least 90 degrees to the floor
3. Walk 2.5 miles in 39 minutes - that's 4 miles per hour, the road for the test has a slight downhill slope which gives me a slight advantage.
If anyone has any tips or would like to smack me upside the head and tell me I'm living in a fantasy world to think I can do this in 4 months please let er rip....I welcome all your thoughts :)
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
The party is over!
The past 6 weeks of gluttony, parties, and laziness is over. It's time to get serious. I can feel my mo-jo coming back I went to the gym last week. Yea, just once. But it's more than I have done since the Monday before Thanksgiving. I won't lie and say it felt good but it didn't kill me either. I have lost my holiday gain, well almost. I saw 265 for a brief micro-second a couple weeks before Christmas. Today I was 266.6. I won't count it as all completely gone until I see 265 again.
The Army PT test is in May. Last week I tried to see how many sit-ups and push-ups I could do. Let me tell you....it's not pretty. It doesn't even have a 'nice personality'. It's just plain ugly. And embarrassing. My initial sit-ups was 2. Yup 2. And the push-ups? Nada, zip, zilch. I couldn't even get my ass off the floor when trying to do them from my toes. And when I tried to do them from my knees I couldn't get my ass out of the ozone layer. My husband was nice enough not to laugh. This is just not acceptable. And thinking about it the next day I realized I have no idea how to get from where I am to where I need to be. My name is Amey not Amy W. and I don't have my own personal Heather.
Until tonight.
I have hired a personal trainer. She told me she could get me to where I need to be to pass the test. She has worked with women bigger than me and got them to their goal. And she willtorture guide me to mine. She wants me to start taking Fish Oil capsules. OMG can I just say I am not too excited about this. I have heard about fish burps and fish breath from taking Fish Oil and I'm a little nervous. But I bought some tonight. I got the kind that says they are coated and aren't supposed to cause fish burp and because of the way they are coated I only have to take 2-3 a day instead of 6. When I told her I might not be able to swallow them she suggested I get liquid fish oil and put it in a protein shake in the morning. Ummm yea....I'm going to find a way to swallow those damn things if it kills me. I don't like protein shakes in any flavor for any reason and I pretty sure adding Fish Oil to it isn't going to make it any better. Pretty sure. In fact I'm so sure that I am not going to try it. BLECH!!!
Tonight was my initial consultation. Next Monday is our first official session. She wanted me to do two sessions each week but at $40 a session I can only afford one. So she's going to give me homework for the other days of the week. I'm nervous and excited. I really want to pass the PT test and I know I can't do it on my own. I'll let you all know how it goes.
On the home front things are better. Counseling has helped in ways I didn't think possible. I would highly recommend it for anyone. I wouldn't say we're out of the woods yet, but we're spending more 'couple' time together and learning to communicate....me without yelling and him to actually talk and not bottle things up. It's helping. Thank you all for all your support and hugs and texts and prayers and thoughts. It means the world to me.
XOXO
The Army PT test is in May. Last week I tried to see how many sit-ups and push-ups I could do. Let me tell you....it's not pretty. It doesn't even have a 'nice personality'. It's just plain ugly. And embarrassing. My initial sit-ups was 2. Yup 2. And the push-ups? Nada, zip, zilch. I couldn't even get my ass off the floor when trying to do them from my toes. And when I tried to do them from my knees I couldn't get my ass out of the ozone layer. My husband was nice enough not to laugh. This is just not acceptable. And thinking about it the next day I realized I have no idea how to get from where I am to where I need to be. My name is Amey not Amy W. and I don't have my own personal Heather.
Until tonight.
I have hired a personal trainer. She told me she could get me to where I need to be to pass the test. She has worked with women bigger than me and got them to their goal. And she will
Tonight was my initial consultation. Next Monday is our first official session. She wanted me to do two sessions each week but at $40 a session I can only afford one. So she's going to give me homework for the other days of the week. I'm nervous and excited. I really want to pass the PT test and I know I can't do it on my own. I'll let you all know how it goes.
On the home front things are better. Counseling has helped in ways I didn't think possible. I would highly recommend it for anyone. I wouldn't say we're out of the woods yet, but we're spending more 'couple' time together and learning to communicate....me without yelling and him to actually talk and not bottle things up. It's helping. Thank you all for all your support and hugs and texts and prayers and thoughts. It means the world to me.
XOXO
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