Last night, I attended my first ever group yoga class. I HATED IT. For many reasons. Now, I’ve only ever done yoga with the p90x program, and my friend is a yoga instructor, so I’ve done brief yoga sessions with her. But never in a group class at a gym. That alone is a turn off for me because I don’t really like group classes.
So, this was a vinyasa class. Which I didn’t know upon entering because the schedule just says, “Yoga.” So that sucked. The instructor turned off the ceiling fans and closed the door to the studio so it was a muggy 80 degrees in there. This wasn’t supposed to be a modo yoga session, just regular yoga. Like, what are you doing?
The instructor also never left her spot at the front of the room. I know people (including myself) were doing things incorrectly and she did not once step out on the floor to correct anyone. This just seems like poor instruction, if you ask me (which you didn’t, but I’m telling you anyway).
All in all, I spent an hour sweating my ass off and twisting my body into weird positions, not knowing if I was hurting myself or not.
At least i sweat a lot during it? I guess.
I swam with my girl Liz today. It’s my 3rd time back in the pool since 2012. Felt amazing, as usual. My body is getting a little more used to it again.
Today we swam a 400 yard warm up (a mix of freestyle, backstroke, and breast stroke). Then we decided to nearly kill ourselves with sprints (I am not in sprint shape) by doing 6x50 yard sprints. Fly, free, back, free, breast, free.
Sometime during that, some n00b (yes, I said it) got in the pool with what had to be a gallon of cologne on and we could barely stand it, so we did a 100 yard cool down instead of the planned 200 yards. We just couldn’t take it. Probably not the best idea since we both got home with headaches.
Tip to all you non-swimmers giving it a whirl: either rinse off before entering the pool, or just don’t put perfume/cologne/body lotion/anything scented on before entering the pool.
Lyk, gag me with a spoon.
I apologize for my lack of presence here. I had a death in my family and was dealing with the grieve all week. It was the most draining week of my life. My mind and body were exhausted. I slept it off and went back to work and slept some more this weekend. I wound up with a cold, of course!
So, I had every intention of swimming yesterday, but I couldn’t breathe through my nose and I have a little bit of a cough, so I figured I’d probably wind up choking on water if I even tried to swim. I did work out, though!
I have to say, joining this new gym was the best decision. I work out way harder, I sweat more, and I’m feeling more challenged to try new exercises, higher weights, longer runs, etc. Even yesterday when I wasn’t feeling well.
My hammies are super sore (and tight, as they always are. Ugh) from a great leg workout, and I did an ab workout with moves I’d never done before. My abs definitely feel like they did some work, but my back feels really tight—in a good way. I love how some work outs really work other muscles in your body and you don’t even realize it while it’s happening!
Back to the gym today, probably to get some shoulders, bis, tris in.
So I’m talking to my coworker about a mutual weight loss goal. She’s new to the gym, so I’m giving her some workouts to do. So tonight, I asked her what her goal weight is and she told me she wants to lose 47 lbs. SHE’S CRAZY! She’s not a stick, but she’s a beautiful curvy black girl and could stand to lose maybe 15 lbs?
Anyway, so I start lecturing her about being healthy. I told her it’s more important how you feel than the number on the scale.
Her response? “I feel like Naomi Campbell.” Yep. Followed by a hair flip.
She’s got this.
As a current member at Planet Fitness, I’m constantly looking for a better gym, but can’t seem to justify the cost compared to my measly $10/mo. Living in the Greater New York City area, where prices on anything you can imagine are pretty much doubled compared to the rest of the United States, it’s difficult to find a gym membership that is less than $50/mo.
Over the weekend, I went to 24 Hour Fitness with my friend. The gym is phenomenal. They have an entire space for cardio, an entirely separate space for abs, a beautiful hardwood room for group classes that can be used privately when there are no classes scheduled, a separate weight room, a sauna, a steam room, an indoor track, indoor basketball court, raquetball, and, get ready, A POOL.
This is the cherry on top of my ice cream sundae. As a former swimmer, a pool is really a key detail in gym hunting. And get this, it’s only $50/mo for all of this!
So, I ask you, my fitness friends, do you think it’s worth it for me to join?
Had an amazing leg workout today. The gym was finally less crowded than it’s been…THANK THE GOOD LORD. It has been unbearable. No squat racks, no room on the floor for abs, no room near the weights for lifting. Awful. But today was a good day.
I squatted, lunged, leg pressed, calf raised, sex machined (hip ab/adductions. Duh.), leg raised. All after pregaming with 20 minutes on the mountain climber. I feel good.
I also came home from my workout to my new beauty products. Giving Philosophy “Hope” for dry skin a try. I also got a body sugar scrub so right now, my skin smells/feels amazing.
This is the first time this week that I’ve felt good about myself. I’ve been binge eating like crazy, I think I’m PMSing, I have two uggo pimples, and I’m bloated. I’ve given myself until Sunday to continue eating like a slob. Monday is a new beginning. I have Prince Eric and my work husband on board with me, so that will help. Summer is not far away. And neither is a heart attack if I keep this diet up.
I’m learning so many new things working out with a beginner. I use the term “beginner” loosely, because my dear Cathy has already spent a few years working on losing weight, and she has done a tremendous job.
Yesterday, we did an ab workout…the entire Ab Ripper X workout from p90x, to be specific. This is no easy feat! That being said, the minute we hit the mats, Cathy admitted she has zero core strength. My advice was, “do what you can.” Each exercise is 25 moves. She did 10-15 on most of them. And guess what? That’s more than she thought she could do!
During the Seated Crunchy Frog (that name never gets old), she found herself so uncoordinated and unbalanced, I told her just to try to balance in a V position (see photo below). This would be enough to get her core used to being used. It’s better than sitting around watching someone else do the moves!
My best advice? Try accomplishing these seemingly small feats to work your way to the big moves. There’s nothing more impressive to yourself and others than progress.
Today, I benched 50 lbs. That’s the most I’ve ever done.
Thank you, thank you. You’re far too kind.