Last night was my first meeting with my Personal Trainer - Ralph. I was excited but nervous because I've never worked with a personal trainer before and although I like the idea of someone telling me and challenging me to reach beyond my limit, I tend to be stubborn - especially if I don't want to do something.
As part of the training I have to log and keep track of my food (which is simple since I already do that on sparkpeople anyway) along with the times I wake up, eat, and go to bed. I logged everything in as usual on spark and just added to the notes at the bottom the times I ate along with how much water I drank and what cardio I was doing. Then I ran the report and printed it out for the last 7 days. All the trainers went crazy over how organized and clean it was. Apparently everyone else just writes it down on paper (and are sloppy), but they loved how mine showed the calories and carbs (which apparently I eat to many of, even though I stay in the lower range spark gives me). Although it was kind of neat to see the trainers go crazy over something so simple, I couldn't help but think 'great everyone in here is going to see what I eat!' Not that I eat bad or anything, but their jobs are to look at everything their clients eat and pin-point areas that need changing.
Ralph started off taking measurements which we will do once a month, and then it was time to get to work. We started off with my normal stretches then he had me do a warm up which included me doing squats....the RIGHT way....since I apparently have been doing them the wrong way (I never realized you had to push you booty back/out and not just sink down). Then he handed me a 20 pound medicine ball (which I hate btw) and he told me to hold it above my head then squat and slam it to the ground...yea, easier said than done...next he had me lay on a big ball and do a few sit ups with my arms out (one of my favorites that I've actually done at home before). When the warm up was done he told me I was going to do 3 sets of 10 each. I said ok, not realizing that meant 30 of each exercise. He counted down and then said go and I started doing the first 10 squats. They weren't to bad but when I hit 10 I was happy I was done, then came the dreaded medicine ball....I got through 5 of those suckers and all I could say was 'holy crap!'. When I finally finished those 10 I breezed through the 10 sit ups. When I stood back up and Ralph told me to go again all I could think of was what did I get myself into???
I got through the 3 sets of 10 but my body has never, ever felt that much of a burn before...it was a good and bad feeling. To end our workout he showed me how to use the rowing machine, which is going to be a favorite of mine I think. After our session, even though my leg muscles were screaming at me, I decided that I wanted to get at least 30 more minutes in of cardio so I did 35 minutes of walking on the treadmill - only because I literally could not run without my legs almost giving out.
I'm not nearly as sore today as I thought I would be but I'm hoping to see results soon, especially since these types of exercises totally new to me. I'm excited to go to the gym again tonight and hopefully make it for the Zumba class (even though I look really funny trying to dance!). After Zumba I have a feeling I'm going to have to do more squats, sit ups, and the dreaded medicine ball slams...but I know I'll make it through and honestly, even though I don't like medicine ball it helped me to have a really good workout last night so I guess its going to be a love/hate relationship - haha.
I leave for the beach on friday morning and as of this morning, my unofficial weigh in puts me at 84.2 pounds lost! I had an original beach goal to lose 85 pounds before I went but then revised it to 83.5 because I was on a plateau and didn't think I could drop that much in 2 weeks. Unofficially I hit my revised goal of 83.5 pounds, but since my weight only counts on Sunday's it's not official yet. I moved up my weigh in for this week from Sunday to Friday morning and hopefully I can drop at least .8 pounds by then and hit my original 85 pound goal! I'll have to work my butt off to hit it but I'm up for the challenge!