I get out of bed and eat my first meal. I eat meal 1, then get ready to leave the house. We have a few errands to run. Before we go I pack a sandwich. I know we will be gone for a while and meal time will arrive while we are out. I am in need of new shoes badly. The shoes I own now are a bit tired and ready for retirement. They are Skechers and I have owned them forever. They have lasted so well. I think I will keep them around to cut the grass, but they will no longer go with me to the gym. We go to J.C. Penney in hopes to find a good deal on a nice pair of shoes. I look around a little trying to find a pair to try on. They don't carry many sizes? I asked the person working and each time he said "sorry we don't have it in that size/color." I hope I can find a pair of shoes here? I try a pair of New Balance, they have my size and the fit is nice. I buy them then we head home.
We get home, I eat my next meal then get ready for the gym. Today is going to be biceps and triceps. This makes me nervous because my arms already hurt. Pain comes with a fitness lifestyle, so be it. I head to the gym.
Great, it's raining and cold while I walk into the gym. Not motivating at all, now I am cold and wet. I get inside and head to my corner. Funny how after 3 weeks I already have my own corner and treadmill. What a great gym! I start off with a plank, hold it until I want to collapse then I count to 20 very slow. When I finish counting I collapse, wait 30 seconds, and repeat this 3 times. Next I do 3 sets of quadruped opposite arm and leg raise. This feels good and my balance is much better than it was a few weeks ago. I don't feel as wobbly as I did the first time doing this exercise. I finish up, then head to the weights.
I grab some dumbbells to do 3 sets of curls. My biceps are still in pain from yesterday's back routine. I know I can't stop even though I really want to. I must keep going. I do 3 sets of curls. Now thats completed I think to myself, "you should run the rack." This is not fun at all. It is a series of drop sets down to empty hands at 5 pound increments. I repeat the run the rack series 3 times. What a bitter sweet idea that was. I complete this and my arms feel like softballs. When I had advanced clients do this routine, I would hand them a piece of gum. If they could put it in their mouth easily we would run the rack again. I can't touch my nose, my biceps are toast. I love it when I do a bicep routine and it leaves me unable to touch my face. Some call it torture and I too call it torture but I know they got a good work out. Now I have to do my triceps. No sense in having big biceps, with weak sauce triceps. At this point I am starting to feel fatigued. I need to do more weights, and still have to do my cardio. Now I must dig deep to press on. I start with skull crushers for 3 sets. They feel like rubber bands in my arms going PLINK each time I do a rep. This is going to be tuff, plus I am starting to feel tired. Next, I grab a rubber end rope and work on 3 sets of pull downs. This burns so bad I could cry a little. The last set I drop the weight to near nothing then change my tempo to 3-1-3. This tempo made the weight feel like a million pounds. I am finished for now, off to the treadmill.
I make my way to the treadmill ready to break in my new shoes by walking on a treadmill for 61 minutes. I grab my iPhone to change the music and it shows 6% battery. Really? I need to charge my phone before I come here because it will probably die during this session. I hit the quick start on the treadmill and get my 61 minute session started. The music is rocking, my legs feel a little sore, my feet feel great. 20 minutes into this session and my battery dies. Bam, just like that with no warning at all. I guess it would be weird if your phone interrupted you right before the battery is exhausted, "IM GOING TO DIE!" While on a treadmill walking I need stimulation. I am unable to walk for 40 more minutes without music or tv because this treadmill has no sound and I have no music. I must move from my favorite machine to another. I hop off my machine and go to another. Separation anxiety sets in and I compare this machine to my machine. This new machine is wobbly, crooked, and not as smooth. I already miss my treadmill. Now to get the mental stimulation I need finish the remaining 41 minutes. I plug my headphones in and start watching Hells Kitchen. I am surprised that I actually enjoy watching tv over music. I am able to get caught up in the show instead of thinking "this song is good/this song sucks." The final 41 minutes on this machine is sailing by with one exception. I am unable to maintain my THR with previous methods. I have to increase the speed to 3.7 from 3.5 and increase the incline to 4.5%. I also remind myself constantly to stop holding on. It is more difficult to walk with your hands to your side. All of these small changes gets my THR back where I want it. At this rate I will be jogging soon to maintain the same level of work I am currently achieving.
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