Yeah, I'm sure you're expecting a blog on how great he trained me and I'm sore and all that. Well, yes, but...
Trainer: Sherri, I never asked you what you do for work.
Sherri: I uh, yeah I'm in IT (this was after my workout and I'm still trying to figure out if I can stand up)
Trainer: Oh, I thought you might have been a model or something.
Sherri: Yeah uh no, but thank you.... I'll keep coming back.
So for six months, I've been training on my own. I pretty much know for the most part how to do most of the exercises. Every once in awhile, he'll come by and move my hands or keep my elbows still. Yeah, when I'm being lazy and not watching form.
So one day he asks me to do an ab workout with this one guy and I hem and haw and yeah sure. So I did. Felt pretty good. Went through the whole thing without stopping. Felt every muscle the next day - and had to rake rocks for 8 hours the next day. Imagine that.
So the next week I ask him to work up a chest and tricep workout for me. When do you want to do it, tomorrow.. tomorrow good. So we do, strength training is the goal - oh my gosh, kicked my butt. I haven't been taking my muscles to failure, so I have to work on that.
While I'm working out with him one of the other trainers says, workout with me, I'll kick your butt. Okay, yeah, sure. Are you guys going to start charging me for this?
Anyway, yesterday I told the new one that I would workout. Legs and abs, well we did legs. But another trainer says - have you tried Tabata, huh??? what's that. 4 minutes - okay, I'll do that before I work out with the other. I'm bouncing between trainers. So I do my four minutes of Hip swing squat tabata thingie... my legs are burning. Okay, let's go finish your legs with the OTHER trainer. Treadmill, walk incline for ten minutes. yokay, no problemo. Now elliptical cycling in six minute level intervals. oh lord. I'm wobbly. But I feel great.
So I'm finished, headed out the door, ask again if anybody saw my arm brace.. YAY they have. and that started the conversation that started this blog. I'm smiling, I have my brace and... my legs are wobbly. Spark on
EDIT::: I'm going to brag a little... I forgot to add. The trainer who worked me on the treadmill and elliptical was counting my reps when I was doing the hip swing thingie and told me while I was climbing the treadmill mountain that I did so many reps on each set. He said that was a lot of reps. I'm like so I did "good?" No, you did GREAT... woo hoo. So I guess I'm getting in shape.