Day 2 Spring into Shape Killer Day
Saturday, April 30, 2011
The fact that I'm writing this blog is proof that I am still alive.
I did both the cardio AND the Day 2 Video.
I was fine on the cardio. Slid right through it. Actually, it was the easiest one on the video of Cardio Blast..........No. 1, the Walk It Out. Sure, it is the easiet one, but hey! At least I did it!!
By the time I finished that, including the warm up and cool down, the video of Day 2 was downloaded.
By the way........does anyone else go nuts over how long these videos take to download???
Ah, back to Day 2. It claims to be a "take off on pilates". Don't let them kid you.
It is a killer. At least it was for me.
I get down on the floor, thinking "Okay, Day 2. I can do this!"
A big fat HA!
It is working on the abs. Never my favorite thing to work on, as my abs are not in the best of shape anyway.
I have my knees bent, and keeping my back straight, I am supposed to lean back as far as I can, and then come forward again.
Okay. I do that one with not much ado.
Then we slightly alter our position and do it again.
I do it, but not quite so cheerfully.
As we move along, the workout gets tougher and tougher. I manage to keep up, but there is a LOT of negative thoughts entering my head.
I do NOT want to do this, but I have been challenged. Ergo, I continue.
My abs are beginning to scream in protest louder than those protesters in Wisconsin.
My arms feel like they each have cinder blocks attached to them, and are getting harder and harder to keep elevated.
On my back now..........finally a rest, right?
WRONG. Remember, Dear Ones, we are dealing with the Nasty Nicole. She who loves to see me suffer.
I am doing crunches on my back, doing another thing on my hands and knees where I am supposedly balancing my body with having my right arm out and my left leg out.
Then she says "pulse it!". Right.
I have BEEN "pulsing it" all along, trying to keep my balance.
Oh, goody. Now she expects me to do the same thing with left arm and right leg.
This woman is a monster. She has no respect for my chubby body, nor my ancient age.
She blithly goes on her merry way, all cheerful and everything, to the next torture chamber.
By now I am so angry with her that no WAY will I give up!! I will not give her the satisfaction of seeing me quit!
I'm sure she has caught on, and is now being all nice and easy peasy doing stretching.
THIS I can do. I want to stay in the stretch on the floor forever. I am safe there.
The stretching feels ever so GOOD!!
I continue on throughout the routine, and now am finished.
All this time, my cat, YeowLing, has been on the floor with me. Except she isn't doing a workout. She has been sleeping on her back.
A real encourager, that one.
I think tomorrow I will attach weights to her feet and make her suffer along with me.
Day 2 is COMPLETED.