Monday, May 02, 2011
Today our torturer, Nicole, went faily easy on us.
Today was Resistance Band Day.......only 7 hours.....I mean MINUTES.......of this one.
It started out good. By that, I mean I kept up with not much problem.
We were sitting on the floor, the resistance band around our feet with our legs stretched out. For once in my life, I am glad I have short legs.
We do a kind of crunchy thing, then I realize my form is off. There are only two more to go, so I straighten my spine and do it the right way.
We have our resistance bands crossed, which is a good thing, since I don't have to cross my eyes as the straining gets more developed.
Of course, by the time I get all straightened out, she is already doing something else.
By 3 minutes, my arms are shaking.
I have arm flaps........big enough to use as wings.........and they were just jostling along, letting me know that "WE don't DO these!" and other mumblings of grief.
I did manage to finish up though, and the arms were grateful.
Then we put the resistance bands under our knees while kneeling, and are supposed to make these circles.......small, medium and large. Then reverse the order.
As usual, I am making circles of all sizes, in all directions, then realize I am not supposed to have my bands crossed.
I uncross the bands, do a few more circles, which are much easier now that the bands are not crossed, and then some easy arm stretches with the band across the back. Not bad on that one.
She shows her impatience by having such a short amount of time for stretches that I know she is disgusted and wants to go work out with the "Big" people.
Fine. Adios. Good-bye.
I am suspecting that she will really get me tomorrow! But hey.......I'm on track.
I know that my arms are going to be screaming tomorrow, because I can already feel them now.
C'mon, Sparkies, this one is possible!