You know that ad for 8 minute abs? I always scream at the TV, ‘that takes too long, I want them NOW!’ Instant gratification takes too long.
But I’ve been a good boy. Today will be the 8th day out of the last 11 that I will have hit the gym. That’s not bad, right?
At the very minimum, I do 30 minutes of cardio – whether it be the treadmill, life cycle, the recumbent bike or the elliptical. I try to mix it up to keep it interesting. I thought I was doing pretty well when it came to cardio, until I did the StairMaster (queue whip-cracking sound here!) yesterday. Just on a steady pace at what I thought was a lower level speed, it was killing me.
I thought I had strong legs and decent butt, but…….now I’m beginning to wonder. I always thought it was the upper body I needed work on (and I do), but yesterday has me re-thinking everything.
Anyway, 30 minutes minimum of cardio per time and now I’ve been incorporating weights into that too. Me and my scrawny arms and chest. I really do hope to see results. I fear without seeing, I will fall prey to defeat and quit. There has to be some validation, don’t you think?
I certainly feel the results. I was sore. Very very sore. Getting my suit coat on and off was a chore in those early days. I guess that’s good, right?
I don’t mean to bore you all with this work-out update. Like Becky’s novel-writing advice, you have to tell people you’re doing it – which kind of forces you to actually do it. At least that’s my thinking.
Oh – another thing I’ve learned: I realize why I probably sucked so badly at organized sports. My hand-eye coordination isn’t what it should be. Have you been on an elliptical? Hands and feet moving akimbo almost? It’s all well and good if you are focused and looking straight ahead. Whatever you do – do NOT look down to see what is going on. I got so flummoxed, that I swear I could have gone head over heels (gotta have a G0-Go’s reference!) over the machine. At least I learned my lesson.
Ok, time to hit the gym.
Song by: Olivia Newton-John