Today is Ash Wednesday. As I do every year, I’m requiring the seventh graders to do something during Lent. They have to give something up, or take on something new. They usually do a pretty good job coming up with something challenging. I have four requirements: It must be challenging, it must be measurable, it must be daily, and it must not be unhealthy.
Last year I tried to have daily exercise be my thing for Lent. It didn’t work. I switched to having one raw fruit or vegetable per day. This year, I’m going to try the exercise thing again. I have a few things in my favor: 1) Because of wrestling, I’m used to being busy after school. 2) My perception of time has kicked up a notch again, so time seems to pass more quickly. An hour at the gym doesn’t seem so long. 3) I’ve already started. Monday was my first day.
I’m lifting weights this time. I haven’t done that in years. In the past, I’ve been afraid to start up again because I didn’t know what kind of program to follow. This year I said to myself: “What the heck – doing something is better than nothing.” Here’s hoping I don’t permanently damage myself because of my weightlifting routine.
‘Yay’ for using your Bally’s membership! I’m proud of you!
Hey, if any personal trainers come around, ask what kind of exercises are good for one sore knee and one loud, clicky knee. Limp a little and pretend it’s for you, ok?
I had some knee issues last year, and the physical therapist said that the whole center part of your body needs to be strengthened so that you don’t rely on a single joint for balance. abdomen, quads, calves (the core). I haven’t done a single thing. Because I’m not hot on lifting weights. Well, I’ve done a few things, all telling myself that something is better than nothing. Guess what? no knee pain. (but I haven’t gotten back to running yet…)
The Royuks don’t worry about any of that, we just get knee replacements.
It’s much less stress. 😀
I’m pretty sure that if I asked a trainer that question and he answered me, I’d be charged $350.
Just pass the bill along to Lauren…
No, no, no. We’re pretending here, so just pretend to pay it.
I keep telling myself I should be doing more…and then I realize that I lift weights every day.
31 lbs out of the crib, 31 lbs down the stairs, 31 lbs onto the chair, 31 lbs off of the chair, 31 lbs up the stairs, 31 lbs into the crib, 31 lbs out of the crib, 31 lbs “up, up”, 31 lbs “hold you”, 31 lbs down the stairs, 31 lbs up the stairs.
Repeat at least 17 times a day.
Tim’s such a cute weight machine. 🙂
Hehehe Anna’s nearly a full year older than Tim and I don’t think she weighs more than 26 pounds. What a lightweight. Zeke, on the other hand, can probably be Tim bruiser buddy. He’s a chubby little boy. 😉
I could probably damage myself just going down those stairs!
I think your other Lent idea that you were going to do was good…compliment someone every day. It stretches you & is good for someone else too. Everyone benefits! So I think I’ll
stealborrow your idea beings you’re not using it. I’m going to make someone else eat a raw vegetable every day.Aren’t you going to be our new ms track coach? I told T.L. you would.
“The gym is in the basement”. What else is to a gym besides…the gym?! This seems seedy somehow. I bet members of the Mafia – if there were indeed such a thing (ahem) – are only comfortable working out at a Bally’s.
They surely wouldn’t like yjr Merritt Athletic Club then. The Merritt I go to when I can get my carcass out of bed in time is all above ground, with big tall windows on many sides of it – no secrecy there, boy! Ride those recumbant (sp?) bikes proudly – step high on those stairmasters – the whole world can see you! (At least the pool area is…well…under water.)