Yep, nearly 5 days after the original workout and I'm still sore. Possible reasons:
1) It was a really intense workout...
2) I am the MOST out-of-shape person who doesn't also have a TLC show about being 600 pounds...
3) A combination of options 1 and 2.
So, when a personal trainer from my gym called up a few days ago and offered some free training starting next Wednesday, I took him up on the offer...and not just because I could use my personal training time slot as a reason to skip BODYPUMP this week. But I'd be lying if I didn't acknowledge that skipping class was a factor, just not the only factor.
When I show up on Wednesday, he wants to take my measurements: height (short), weight (too much for my height), and body fat composition (Your clampy measuring things might be too small, but we can give it a go.). He also wants to discuss my fitness goals, so I started making a list...
1) Continue to participate in BODYPUMP classes and not have to convert everything in my home to be handicap accessible. I really could've used one of those grab bars by the toilet and I was pricing out elevators. Stairs post BODYPUMP are evil, and I'm now acutely aware of how many there are in our home. The Hubbs (who also got his butt kicked in BODYPUMP) and I were nearly ready to resort to rock-paper-scissors to determine which unlucky soul would have to go downstairs to put our dogs in their crate and let them out.
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| I wish I could've thought of some witty explanation for what I was doing while everyone else held the plank. |
2) Be able to stay in a plank position for more than .05 seconds. Seriously, the rest of the class held that bad boy for a solid 30 seconds...I, on the other hand, took a rest on the mat and tried to figure out why my mouth tasted like pennies and when my sturdy legs had been swapped with Gumby's.
3) Balance. If you've been reading my blog, you saw here that coordination isn't one of my strengths...balance is also not one of those strengths. I kind of performed every other lunge during my class. On the lunges I missed, I was teetering perilously on one foot praying I wouldn't fall (curse you Gumby legs). Stretching wasn't much better...why don't fitness classes teach you how to stretch your quads while sitting? I feel like this would be a safer option for me.
4) Drop some serious poundage. I've had a desk job for five years and in those five years I've gone from my lightest adult weight to my heaviest (curse you desk job). As added motivation, I'm going on a cruise with my BFF soon and she's skinnier than me. I would prefer not to look like a beached whale in our pictures...unless of course I'm trying to imitate a beached whale.
5) Drop some inches and clothing sizes. My skinny closet is far cuter than my not-so-skinny closet. I would very much like to go shopping in my skinny closet. The Hubbs and the poketbook would also prefer this option over buying new clothes at the mall.
6) Be fit enough to complete a 5K. I would like to know with some certainly that I wouldn't be the first person to die in a horror film. The ability to run for a solid 30 minutes would greatly increase my survival odds.
Anything else I should add to my personal training list? I say bon voyage and set sail in less than a month, so hold me accountable dear readers...just remind me to go to the gym or be the girl destined to be the first goner in a slasher film FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. Scary, right?
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