Routine can be boring. The same workouts, the same foods, the same la-di-da day in and day out can burn a gal out.
I have my normal foods - cereal for brekkie, sandwich for lunch, meat and veggies for dinner. And I have my normal workouts - usually morning jogs and after work DVD workouts.
But I noticed that these things have become boring. So boring that I hadn't been doing them like I should. First thought in the morning: "Jogging again? Blah..."
Then, with perfect timing, 'A' told me about a boxer at his gym who offered him free boxing cardio training sessions on Saturdays and got the okay for me to tag along. Said we could burn 1,000 calories in an hour. Sounds fun, right?
Saturday morning, I met 'A' at his place and we headed to Phoenix College, where this training happens. Met up with his boxer friend. After stretching, Boxer says, "Okay, run a mile at your own pace." When we finished that, he put a weight vest (25 lbs) on me and gave 'A' a 45 lb weight to carry so we could lunge up the bleachers. 22 steps. 4 times. OUCH.
Right after that, we walked over to a set of HUGE tires. I couldn't even budge it off the ground, so 'A' got to have that fun. I just did sets of one legged squats (with my opposite leg propped back against a tire).
Doing good, I thought. Doing good.
Now, push ups. Uh oh. Boxer does five. 'A' does 5. Shelby does 5. Then 10, 15, 20, 25, 20, 15, 10, 5. OH MY GOSH. OUCHHHHHHH!!!! I did modified push ups on the clay track, so my palms and knees are all shades of jacked up bruising, LoL.
Are we done yet?
No such luck.
Time to shadow box. Put boxing gloves on and follow Boxer who was wearing the pads on his hands. Sets of 15 boxing high, then to the side, then uppercuts, then to the sides again. Set of 12, 10, 8, 6, 4 and 2.
I actually really enjoyed this. Who knew hitting someone could be so therapeutic? :)
That was the last event. We felt good for the rest of the day, knowing we would feel the brunt of it on Sunday, Oh yeah. Definitely.
I could barely move on Sunday. And my lack of activity had me hurting more. When we decided to go for a walk on Sunday evening, I was limping the entire way. 'A' pitied my pathetic butt so much that he offered me a piggyback ride, lol.
Monday was rough getting up, but I loosened up throughout the day at work.
This morning, I am feeling back to normal(ish), lol. I got up to jog at 5:30am. Felt good. I've been slacking on my water, and it seems that jogging always boosts my water intake throughout the entire day, so here's hoping it becomes routine again.
Even though Saturday had me couch ridden for most of Sunday, I'm looking forward to going again this weekend. I was told we're dropping the weights for our bleacher lunging and adding more shadow boxing. I'm stoked!!
Make this week count, my Lovelies!!