Thursday, April 28, 2016

It's all in there, like riding a bike.

Which apparently I know how to do, but I was always a rollerblader, an underrated art IMO.

I filled the bag, I cleaned the space, I wrote the workout, I set the playlist. I finally found the time.

Zac hit the hay for nap number #2 and I fought the urge to nap along side him. I clicked on my interval app (it dings every 30 seconds and my workout was designed around it).


Punches started flying, incoherent at first, but then I heard it, I felt it... That familiar twang to go harder, faster. All of the training flooded back about stance and technique, style and consistency. It felt good. 

Today. Today doesn't feel as good, my forearms hurt...? Is that a thing? My hips burn...? I have muscles in new places and it's beautiful. I wish I could find time today, but it's only weight training with Thomas today (and his 1's). It's less sweat, but my trainer is intense 'push it, Mummy'!

Wish me luck!

Hopefully my body also remembers what it's like to be a size 8 ;)

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Favourites are...

Richard asked me a good question about my workouts, what is my favourite workout to do? His logic is finding something I love will motivate me to do it. Lots of time I get bored, it's too easy or too hard (not cause I am weak, but things that hurt my body). 

I thought it was an interesting question (interesting enough to write a blog post about). I came up with 3 workouts, all of which kicked my ass and left me begging for more. 

#1. Borelands School of Karate in Georgetown. A family run dojo that offered kickboxing classes. This was my first introduction to fitness. I was 18 and the classes were hard as hell. I ached for days and soaked through my clothes. It was a fighting style technique that was important. I felt challenged and exhilarated. It was a lot of work, but it was real, not the women's cardio kickboxing most gyms now offer... including Borelands. I tried to go back, but as they say you can't go home again. The classes are still there, but the format shifted and the focus changed, even the layout of room changed. I barely lasted a month before calling it quits the second time. 

#2. Georgetown Bootcamp with Carrie. Carrie was a fire cracker who had actually fought the battle of the bulge and won. She ran a killer bootcamp that worked every part of you and she ran it in a way that made you want to be better. Your legs burned and your lungs bleed but you pushed harder because that's how good she was. It was outside and never the same. It was a competitive environment and if I still lived in that area I would still be going, but I moved. 

#3. Cardio Step Class with the Beast. Angela was an incredibly fit trainer at the Rogers campus gym. Thursday's at 11:45 the class filled, people were turned away. Angela had a killer playlist, intuitive routines that left your legs wobbly for days. I never missed a class, I scheduled meetings around her class. Then she switched gyms and ruined step class for me. No one has ever competed with her and I have done a lot of step classes as a general favourite of mine.

The only similarity between these are the people involved, not the actual workout. I worked hard for Pam (kickboxing), Carrie and Angela. 

I need to find my next muse or become my own.

What are your favourite workouts? Classes? Trainers and why?

It's a challenge-esque thing.


This is it. 

The motivation to get this done!

After a lengthy competition with some of the Moms, I decided to create the challenge I need to be successful.

I need competition and accountability, like the Goodwill Hinting guys... I couldn't find what I needed so I'll make it myself.

Enter The Biggest Loser-Esque challenge. Detail details are available on my Facebook page, but the gist is 12 weeks of sweating and a cash prize.

You can lose anyway that works for you... I'm hoping a couch to 10k (prep for Mud Hero in August) and kickboxing will get things done.

Good Luck and let's do this!