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Kettlebloggin'

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Before I get started first of all let me say thanks to everyone who's taken the time to read and/or comment. I really appreciate having a space here to rattle on, but above all thank you for all the support, because I'm fairly sure I'd be in a bit of a mess otherwise.

Okay. Kettleblogging... here's a sort of 'live' blog of Friday's kettlebells session.



4:55 Leave house - kettlebell class is a pleasant 20 minute walk away, and hey the evenings are getting lighter too. Get psyched up with plans to switching up to a 10kg weight. Cue AC/DC.

Dance while walking.

... Accidentally walk too fast, arrive a whopping 10 minutes early! Do an extra lap to avoid waiting round like a lemon. Feel all fired up! Raaaaah!

5:22 I'm first up to the weights box, only to discover that there are no 10s! Someone must have put them to one side. Curses! Pick up an 8kg, and make do (feel a bit smug at that thought, despite almost being killed by 4kg when starting out). Business as usual. Yeah.

5:30 Warm Up and class begins. Here's the technical bit: the session is comprised of four sets (plus a bit extra at the end) divided into two rounds per set. Each round is made up of four exercises. First round: 1 minute 15 seconds per exercise, second round: only 1 minute. Only a minute. Ha! How long can a minute be... oh, just an eternity.

5:45ish First set over in a blur of squats, deadlifts, rows and chest presses. Thank the stars, because this weight is feeling more like a ton right now. Still sulking at the lack of 10s though.

6:05 Stare hard at clock: why is it failing to be 6:15?! Back to the V-sit Solos (where you sit with your legs up in the air, twisting the weight from one side to the other - much harder than it sounds). Maybe it's dejection at not having a 10, maybe it's just one of those days but I'm not quite feeling this class. 1 minute 15 seconds of solos in this first round. Arrrrrrrrgh...

I'm half tempted to go slower, or put my legs down (haven't done that since I don't know when), but I'm damned if I'll be blogging about taking it easy. Thought of Spark support drives me on. Cue inner Jillian Michaels who starts screaming about "jean shopping" and "this is when it counts the most". Many, many days of past 30 day shredding has built up quite the inner Jillian repertoire.

Lunges next, overloading one leg and then the other. Ow. Hate lunges; badly want to alternate legs, but manage to get through by focusing on counting reps.

6:15 Almost there! Almost there!! Except time stops ... When the hell is this bloody class going to be over?! Everyone in the room is grunting and straining due to squats with a shoulder press, including me. Trying to concentrate on good form, "no point being here otherwise", says inner Jillian. Hate her. Decide I hate squats too. Burpees up next. Hate most things right now including the kettlebell that's digging into my hands, the instructor and the bloody clock which has surely, surely stopped!

6:22ish We're going to blast through every exercise in the class for 45 seconds per exercise, this means more burpees... Yey.

6:30. Halle-bloody-lujah! Class over. Sometimes I leave feeling triumphant, sometimes I'm buoyed by euphoria, sometimes (today) it's just good to have it over and done with. There's just time to congratulate a couple of new folk - wasn't so long ago that I was in their shoes. Then the nice long, slow walk home begins.

And it's raining. Of course it is. Still, job done. Walk home to own thoughts (mostly concerning vegetable curry).
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OLAFGLADANDBIG 3/16/2013 11:01PM

    hahaha, good for you, that sounds fun (if excruciating...)

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