Every time I think I’ve finally whipped this sinus infection and have a fantastic workout, I find that the following two days after I’m totally whipped. Today’s videos are efforts from this mornings 4AM leg torture – and on days like today, I’m not sure what’s worse – the torture or the getting up at 4AM. This was my first workout since the 35-mile ride on Sunday and I was especially tired. Again. I’m tired of being sick AND tired.
I divided the videos up into three – the first squatting at 105 pounds (I think), the second is a hamstring workout, where I look like I’m about to spontaneously combust, and the third is five full minutes of the completely awful weighted ball ab routine – unless you are totally bored, you don’t have to watch it all – I haven’t yet because the grocery awaits. Again, my exciting life continues.
If you want to get really creative, hit play on all three at the same time and have way too much of Runner Susan going on.
Today we did arms and abs. Call me a weenie, but I really didn’t want to go to the track and do 400s in the cold. I know, I complain when it’s hot AND when it’s cold. I’m temperature sensitive that way.
Today involved straight-legged bench work and a horrible plate dragging, ab crawling thing. We’ll call them Aussie drags. Thanks Ewen, those were fun. Not.
For a comparison, you’ll see how painful and torturous the Aussie Drag is for me and then you’ll see Cindy fly through them like she’s been doing it since she was a baby. Yeah, I know when I’ve been whipped.
Last night was filled with thunderstorms, pacing donkeys, snoring husbands and reoccurring nightmares. Needless to say, I didn’t get much sleep . . . and I am a person who very much needs at least eight hours of sleep. I’m special that way. So when I got to Cindy’s gym for squats and ab work I was really, really, really, really tired. Either that or sweet little Cindy was channeling the Devil. You decide. Here’s a small portion from hell at the end of our five billion hour abdominal routine.
A few words about what you are about to witness:
- Leg torture is an hour long class, these are just snippets, which over the next few months, I hope begin to see an improvement in my strength and my running
- Posting these videos – not the smartest thing I’ve ever done – you can laugh if you want
- I can guarantee you the most boring 8.41 minutes of your life
- These videos are not for the squeamish – you are about to witness a whole lot of ugly
- A pancake is 5 lbs, a waffle is 10 lbs, and a blue is 25lbs – technical lingo I want to make sure you understand
- In the leg torture session 6 video it looks like I have a penis when I’m squatting, I assure you I do not
- The quality stinks – I’m working on that
- My editing skills stink – I’m working on that too
- It’s totally obvious I gained 5 lbs on vacation
I declare my war on organization, which is the only one of my resolutions that stuck throughout the year. I might try the video blogging again in 2008, it was fun while it lasted
My mother gave me some old photos, and Retro posting began. I also drove all the way to Indiana to run a 5-mile St. Patrick’s Day race with Sister Runner Amy – only to find out they had no green beer.
I discover that if you wear too much eye shadow, you’ll gain weight.
I entered my name in the NY Marathon lottery. I never win lotteries.
My precious little girl turned ten.
I run the Indianapolis Mini Marathon completely untrained, while in the meantime, Mother Nature builds Donkey a pool in my backyard.
I buy my most favoritest pair of boots ever in the history of boots. I love them so much I want to sleep in them.
The guest bedroom closet becomes my running closet.
I run my fifth marathon in five hours.
I cut off the hair I had been growing out for 2 years.
It’s shocking, but Kenza can’t stay a baby forever and I realize puberty is around the corner.