Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Level 2, Day one
Weight: 143 (up two pounds from the digestive issues)
I am sore. I just finished and I can hardly hold my hands up to type. Plank jacks...I had to stop two seconds early. V-raises: well, it was sad, even with changing out the 5 lb weights for 2 lbs halfway through. Plank twists: no. I think I'm actually going to substitute a different ab move for this one. It's too rough on my joints, and I can't even twist enough to get a decent crunch out of it. But the other exercises went okay. Hopefully I will build up some endurance quickly. I may have to just put my face on my dinner plate and slurp, since I don't know if I can actually lift the weight of a fork up to my mouth.
That's good, though. I want to feel like I got a decent workout. I got my heart rate up past 80%, and the heart rate monitor said that I burned 340 calories. Maybe. I sure was gasping.
I'm a bit worn out to begin with. I end the day on Mondays & Wednesdays with PE class, and some of my boys are in training for Special Olympics in the track event. Since it got around that in my younger days, I used to coach track, the boys have been gravitating toward me for training tips. So's the track coach...he's actually the program's vocational training coach and is just doing the special olympics as a pay stipend. I coached girls track and cross country back in the late 90's...let me tell you, there's a big difference between running track practice when you are 27 and when you are 43. I'm feeling it. ( And that's with cutting out early due to some hefty thunderstorms that are blowing through the Chicago area.) I wasn't even a trained coach back then. It was a brand new program at the middle school, and the boy's coach wanted a female helping him with the girls, simply because he was afraid to have the "you need to wear a sports bra" talk with the girls. Hey, for a 1200 dollar stipend, I'll talk about support garments all day.