Project PT: Follow-up
Thursday, March 21, 2013
A new personal trainer decided to give me a test run on Tuesday- well, we mutually decided to give each other a chance. Let's just call him M.
M was great! First of all, he actually came to my home, at 10:30 pm. He's also a night owl and primarily works with people in leadership positions. We had a cup of herbal tea and a talk, about my goals and wishes, and then he put me through my paces testing my physical condition.
He set me a task of running up the eight flights of stairs to my apartment as fast as I could- and stopped me halfway through. He asked me about volleyball training the night before (we'd discussed what other physical activities I was currently active in), and told me he couldn't complete the evaluation on cardiac fitness because my leg was strained as is and he didn't want to get on the bad side of RehabNazi (she's scary!).
So, we just tested my muscle strength with bodyweight exercises and plyometrics, and my elasticity (still not very bendable). M was pretty satisfied with where I was (less than 27% body fat! Yay!), but told me he'd rather I not lose any weight for at least two months and focus on building a bit more muscle instead.
I was shocked- every other trainer was totally in agreement with me needing to lose the final 25 pounds. He was the first to openly disagree.
Let's just say he gave some very convincing reasons, among them the fact that I've been stuck around the weight I am at for more than two months now, losing and re-gaining the same three pounds over and over. He also said I'd need to build some serious muscle in my thigh to compensate for the useless knee, and that it was to an extent that was incompatible with simultaneously focusing on weight loss.
Somehow, I found myself nodding along with everything he said- and then we worked out.
Whoa! I was so exhausted and sore and beat at the end of it, but I had had so much fun! M works a lot like my favorite fencing trainer used to work- he sets me a goal, one that is just THIS side of seeming unreachable, and watches me go for it. He has that sixth sense of exactly when to pipe up and go and motivate/shame (yes, sometimes positive motivation doesn't work anymore) me into completing whatever he wants me to.
We immediately set up another workout date (hey, he's hot- let a girl dream ;) ) for Friday, when he'll complete my cardio evals. Whaaa, I'm dreading it! This time, we're meeting up at a gym he works with so it'll not just be stairs for me.
I hate the gym.
Thankfully, should I decide to go with M as my new PT (have two more sessions to decide), he'd come to my home to work with me. He's a lot into using just a few basic things- I'll have to invest in a good set of free weights, but that's something I wanted to anyway so not an obstacle. Everything else- things to jump onto, my own body, a workout mat- I have at home.
I'm at once excited and slightly scared of Friday. Wish me luck!