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Worrying about the wrong thing….

Had a crappy day in the gym. I was PT-less but should have been ok.  The target was ….


I checked video of what felt like ass-to-grass 135%…. And it was barely parallel.  I worked up anyway . 140 and 145 were about the same.   I finished with the triples and consoled myself that while my depth wasn’t cutting it, that I had done the work and it would at least contribute to improvement.

I told JW the same.  He wanted to know why I had not backed off on the weight and focused on depth.   😦

And its cause I didn’t have depth anyway….


And then….


Oops.  No, I did not.  And we had talked about it.  Argh!

So if I feel good tomorrow…. I’ll go in and just do something light… But hang out at the bottom.  Like me told  too.

And that is why I still need a PT.

Virtuous cycle

 

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  • Get up early, a bit sleepy but also a bit looking forward to the gym
  • Make husband a coffee.  Get a kiss.
  • Eat a simple breakfast, and enjoy a soy latte.
  • Hit the gym;  squat, squat, squat.
  • Endorphins surge; feel pretty good!
  • Get to work;  still feeling charged and happy.
  • Get a lot done…. ’cause I am unstoppable!
  • Have a GREAT day at work.
  • Go to a happy home.
  • Chill with hubby.  Couch time is good, and I already worked hard today.
  • Go to bed: set alarm for 5 AM, because this cycle is magic….
  • Repeat…..

 

 

A quick peek back….

I am visiting Montreal this week… and went into our local office after a client visit, and Immediately ran into someone I trained on Project Management – in a 3 day session in Oct 2014.

She was like “Woah!  Look at you, blah, blah….”.  And reminded me that when I trained them, I had talked about adult learning, and how I had just joined a gym and was having to hold someones hand in order to squat, or I’d fall over.  I guess I used it as an analogy to some other topic in the sessions.

Anyway, I was 35# heavier then.  And probably walking with a bit more swagger now.  🙂   ……And she said … “I guess you figured it out . ”

Yeah, I guess I did!

 

 

J

 

I love training on Fridays….

I don’t know how that warrants a full post, but it does.   I have been like “I feel great.  I love gym on Friday. Wow, I feel pumped. blah blah blah .” So…. either I am having a bit of a moment…. or there’s something to this Friday thing. It’s happened before, so I am going with the latter.

 

Miss me yet?

It’s been a few weeks since I have written.  It’s weird;  I enjoy it, and yet when I stopped for a bit (some business travel had me busy), it was not something I craved to get back to.  I was worried that the same may happen to the gym. That I might have lost the love for it.

As it happens, I didn’t.  Friday was tough:  struggled with everything.   Saturday was better. And today, while not a heavy weight day, felt like old times.  Back in the saddle. Add whatever euphemism here.  I really missed it.  And it’s so good to be back.

Testing day

We tested squats and deads today.  Did squat testing Saturday too, but we shall not discuss it.

Anyway: Jerimiah let me try his knee sleeves.  And it felt really good.  155# squat, but here’s the good part:  TO DEPTH!!!  Needless to say: I just bought a pair.

And deadlift:  185#.

Add that up to Bench from a week ago, and we are at 450#.  52# off his BAM (bare-ass-minimum) for the July 9th meet.  You’ll notice I switched from we/our to HIS on that one.  I think he has a bit of over optimism there.  Anyway…. it’s closer than I thought I’d be by now, so… maybe the truth is somewhere in the middle, as usual.

Testing again Wednesday, and then I travel and am gymless for 2 weeks!

baby quads….

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One of the nice things about training with Jerimiah has been the focus on form/strength.  ‘Cause while I did join the gym to get actually FIT and not just LOOK fit, it would be easy to consider the aesthetic only.  And it’s way more fun to focus on gains.  So imperial.  So simple.  So objective.  No judgement.  Either IS, or ISN’T.  It’s a beautiful thing.

Nevertheless…. allow me a little bit of pride here:  I have quads!  little baby muscles!