I decided to look up the definition of personal trainer:
personal trainer-noun-1. person who takes fat, out of shape people and attempts to make them disabled
I returned to the gym to meet with the Assassin. He had someone else to torture for a few minutes before he got to me. He told me to go warm up on a treadmill. Treadmill? Dude, I am over the treadmill. I have elliptical status around here. I headed over to my old friend the elliptical, put the ipod on, and started chugging on it. 10 minutes, 1 mile, level 8, warmed up. It also loosened up my legs, which were so tight when I got there. It felt like someone took chains and wrapped them over and over and over around my thighs, then put a padlock on them. I tried so hard to stretch and loosen them up. It took something as extreme like the elliptical to get them to recover. I finished up, the Assassin beckoned, and I answered the call.
I don't know why, but I am totally embarrassed when I have to work with the core ball. A couple of reasons I think, 1. A lot of girls use them. 2. They are all pastel colors. Why not a black one? Anyway, we started off with some wall squats. You take the big ball on the wall and press your back against it. While leaning against it, squat. 1, 2, 3, ow, owww, owwwwwwww. Three sets of 15. Now, I know I complain about it, but I am pretty impressed at the same time. A month ago, I don't think I would make it through one set. Now, I am doing 3 sets of 15. Score.
On the next exercise, I had to lay down on the ball and roll on it to the point that it was behind my head and shoulders. I had to arch my body while I lifted weights. Interesting. And kinda freaky. I thought for sure that I was going to fall for sure today. 3 sets of those and then I had to move on to a knee bend dead lift.You take a couple of weights and hold them straight down in front of you. Then, you squat down. Then, I took the weights held them on my shoulders, and did what he called "hovering squats." Now, if I ever heard this term before, I would assume that is something that you do when you go to a nasty gas station bathroom. Take the same concept, except you're fully clothed, weights on your shoulders, and all you're doing is standing in a bent knee position up and down, never all the way up though, thus the hovering effect. I have decided that I really hate ANY squat exercise.I endured, and moved on.
The Assassin said that we needed to get out of our little corner, so he grabbed one of those exercise steps and I had to do a crossover step up. If the step is on your left side, you use your right foot, step over then up the step. Ty tried to get me to do some step exercises a couple of weeks ago, and it killed my knees. This time, I did a set on each foot pretty easily. Progress. We went to do some upper body work, sitting marine presses which are cake. Next, he grabbed one of those stretch bands and I did a few tension exercises to work the back. Then, abs. I got into my half sit up position and went side to side with the elbows. Effective, but not as effective as taking the medicine ball and doing a couple of sets of crunches, which is what I finished the routine with tonight.
I know it seems like an onslaught of nonstop movement, and believe me, it feels like it. But we have time between exercises to talk about things and I really enjoy it. I definitely enjoy talking to him about some of the things we do at the Mission and dealing with those who are addicted. He told me about the big drug problem kids in Africa have is huffing. Kids will take industrial strength glue and put it in a small glass bottle and huff it to get high. We talked about addiction and missions and discipleship. Pretty good stuff. I need to find more things to distract him...
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