Happy Anniversary to Me!
I realize I've been radio-silent on here for a while, but between Fitocracy and FB, I don't really use my journal anymore.
I had an amazing day. I had a Groupon for indoor skydiving, so I was going to get 4 minutes in the chamber (think Fizzy Lifting Drinks from Chocolate Factory), but Ed let me double that. I was able to work on technique instead of just
"get in there and stay stiff". It brought me a lot higher than I had been last time, but for the most part, the instructors are all after me to relax.
I had something of an asthma emergency the third time around (2 mins each X 4 times in the room). I felt like my lungs were empty. I had to bow out of my session early. Ed says that they added the extra time to the end.
I think we went 40 feet high. It was certainly the highest I'd ever been. The feeling was amazing. I still have a grin I can't wipe off my face.
Serendipity made the trip today an impromptu celebration of my 3 years of being a trainer.
Three years. Many clients. No injuries (to the clients, anyways). Two clubs, so far. Perhaps a third pretty soon. We'll see about that.
I still really love my job. I still feel like I am helping people. I feel like my strong people become stronger, the weak ones become more confident, and the injured more healthy. What other job could give me that kind of satisfaction?
My pushups, which were once pretty good, need work. I can pull up half my own body weight, but realized that my wide-grip strength was weak. My deadlift is pretty awesome, but I can't lift my own weight quite yet.
Actually, let's go on the record.
OHP (overhead shoulder press): 40 lbs
(flat) Bench Press: 75 lbs
Deadlift: 135 lbs (and counting!)
Squat: (a disappointing) 70 lbs (but I can go below parallel now)
Handstand: 80 secs
Not too bad for an informal strength program.
Running? Not quite yet. I can do 3 miles wogging (walk/jogging) at this point, which is pretty pathetic for a trainer, but not so bad for a gal who is asthmatic/allergic to ragweed and running outside. I don't mind running all that much, but I don't think the heart monitor I am wearing is helping. It tells me that my high heart rate is 140, and I know that I don't gasp that much at 140.
Tomorrow, I get up to do the same thing I do every Monday morning: run downtown for allergy shots. I am doing it twice a week because I have the opportunity right now, but I am getting pretty sick of the city traffic and just want to stay home after this. Maybe this time, I will take the train. It'd cost about as much, and I would not have to do the driving, but then I have to think a little bit farther ahead as far as planning out the train ride.
I'm a little exhausted for that at the moment. Eight minutes in a skydiving room will do that to a girl. When I was done, I got the t-shirt (important), the pictures of the ride (very important) and the video (less important). I felt very special, but I spent way too much money, and next time, I will pare it down quite a bit. I have that involuntary grin going on.
So that's me for 2012, Sept 9. I cannot believe how fast time has passed. It seems just yesterday that I was a freaked out insomniac in mid-MI and now, I feel like a superhero. Or maybe Catwoman. ;)
If any of you wants to follow me on Fito, let me know. I will give you an invite. If you don't know Fitocracy by now, check it out. I'm gonna hit Level 20 any day now, but I don't think it's all that fair, because I practically live in the gym.
I had an amazing day. I had a Groupon for indoor skydiving, so I was going to get 4 minutes in the chamber (think Fizzy Lifting Drinks from Chocolate Factory), but Ed let me double that. I was able to work on technique instead of just
"get in there and stay stiff". It brought me a lot higher than I had been last time, but for the most part, the instructors are all after me to relax.
I had something of an asthma emergency the third time around (2 mins each X 4 times in the room). I felt like my lungs were empty. I had to bow out of my session early. Ed says that they added the extra time to the end.
I think we went 40 feet high. It was certainly the highest I'd ever been. The feeling was amazing. I still have a grin I can't wipe off my face.
Serendipity made the trip today an impromptu celebration of my 3 years of being a trainer.
Three years. Many clients. No injuries (to the clients, anyways). Two clubs, so far. Perhaps a third pretty soon. We'll see about that.
I still really love my job. I still feel like I am helping people. I feel like my strong people become stronger, the weak ones become more confident, and the injured more healthy. What other job could give me that kind of satisfaction?
My pushups, which were once pretty good, need work. I can pull up half my own body weight, but realized that my wide-grip strength was weak. My deadlift is pretty awesome, but I can't lift my own weight quite yet.
Actually, let's go on the record.
OHP (overhead shoulder press): 40 lbs
(flat) Bench Press: 75 lbs
Deadlift: 135 lbs (and counting!)
Squat: (a disappointing) 70 lbs (but I can go below parallel now)
Handstand: 80 secs
Not too bad for an informal strength program.
Running? Not quite yet. I can do 3 miles wogging (walk/jogging) at this point, which is pretty pathetic for a trainer, but not so bad for a gal who is asthmatic/allergic to ragweed and running outside. I don't mind running all that much, but I don't think the heart monitor I am wearing is helping. It tells me that my high heart rate is 140, and I know that I don't gasp that much at 140.
Tomorrow, I get up to do the same thing I do every Monday morning: run downtown for allergy shots. I am doing it twice a week because I have the opportunity right now, but I am getting pretty sick of the city traffic and just want to stay home after this. Maybe this time, I will take the train. It'd cost about as much, and I would not have to do the driving, but then I have to think a little bit farther ahead as far as planning out the train ride.
I'm a little exhausted for that at the moment. Eight minutes in a skydiving room will do that to a girl. When I was done, I got the t-shirt (important), the pictures of the ride (very important) and the video (less important). I felt very special, but I spent way too much money, and next time, I will pare it down quite a bit. I have that involuntary grin going on.
So that's me for 2012, Sept 9. I cannot believe how fast time has passed. It seems just yesterday that I was a freaked out insomniac in mid-MI and now, I feel like a superhero. Or maybe Catwoman. ;)
If any of you wants to follow me on Fito, let me know. I will give you an invite. If you don't know Fitocracy by now, check it out. I'm gonna hit Level 20 any day now, but I don't think it's all that fair, because I practically live in the gym.