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Workout 2018 Volume 9: I have not given up yet!

Again, this is for me, encouragement to keep up my workout regimen. Usually I quit working out after I get sick, but this time I’m still going strong! I want to tentatively say that I’m down a pound. Here’s hoping I don’t gain it back.

Day 48: Nothing. Sad day. I lost a family member.

Day 49: I’m up to 50 minutes of aerobic exercise. I’m varying the incline and resistance to get a better workout. After 17 minutes on the treadmill, my legs swelled up and itched. Instead of going home, I took a brief break and went for the elliptical. Good call, because I the swelling went away.

The cutest couple came in while I was on the elliptical. They got on treadmills in the row in front of me. They were larger people, and I’m guessing they decided to get in shape together. Anyway, they were so inspirational. They kept tapping each other each time one of them increased their pace. The other would look over, smile, and give a thumbs-up. They kept doing this for at least the last ten minutes I was there. I loved their energy and enthusiasm. It was catchy, and they kept me going. I only stopped because Wife said it was time to go.

Day 50: Yoga, bitches! I did a challenging workout, and I was up to the challenge. Today’s workout featured upward-facing plank. I’m usually okay with my hands pointed toward my ass, but when I have to point them away from my body, that’s when I run into issues. Not today. I’m getting stronger, and I’m able to hold poses for a lot longer. No trembling or pain today, except a little in my wrists. I have tiny, skinny wrists that were meant for a petite person’s body. I have an average build not a petite one. I guess nobody sent the memo to my wrists. Ah, well. Nevertheless, I persisted!

Day 51: Family time. My parents are up for the funeral. So sad.

Day 52: 17 min on the treadmill, and my entire lower half starts itching. Did weights (not a lot–I’m a wimp) and then 30 min on the treadmill. A political survey company called (my music is on my cell) and ruined my rhythm. I spent the next ten minutes have nasty conversations with them in my head. IRL, I hung up and put Wang Chung back on. Everybody Have Fun Tonight.

Day 53: Twin #1 made me walk around the track with her, which was great until she stuck her headphones in and abandoned me to run. I’m not a runner. So I went downstairs to the fitness room and did 30 min on the elliptical. I ended on the machines that let me work on weaker leg muscles so that my knee stops hurting.

RANT WARNING–There are sanitary wet wipe dispensers all over the fucking place. Why are women the worst when it comes to wiping down equipment? I got on a machine after another person–a woman, and she left a trail of sweat dripping down the backrest. She just walked away. Afterward, Twin #1 said the woman did the same thing with at least 2 other machines. And then she said the woman had been her elementary art teacher. As a woman, I want to remind all the other women that being female doesn’t mean you get to be an asshole. Wipe down the machines when you finish. Open doors for people. Move out of the way when someone coming in your direction is carrying something. I see men do this all the time, and frankly it’s maddening to see all these women who feel like they are entitled. You know what? EVERYBODY is entitled to be treated with respect. Use your fucking manners!

Day 54-55: Wife had surgery, so I’ve been taking care of her.

Day 56: Elliptical, weight machines

Day 57: I finished writing a short novel.

Day 58: Elliptical, weight machines.

My overall weight is down, and my pants aren’t as tight. This is the longest I’ve ever gone without giving up on working out!

Workout 2018 Volume 8: On my way to a better me…hopefully

My workout diary. This is pretty much for me and not anyone else.

Day 38: My sister came over and my stomach rebelled. These events are not related, but both kept me from working out.

Day 39: I did not take an Airborne, which was what seemed to have caused my “issues.” I came home from work and knocked off some serious yoga. By serious, I mean that some of my muscles hurt. Yay, pain.

Day 40: I have no excuse except laziness. I hope this isn’t the beginning of the end. Wife said she’d make me go to the fitness center tomorrow, so there’s that.

Day 41-44: I have a freaking cold, a bad one. No working out. On the plus side, when I had to hover-pee at a public toilet, my thighs were up to the task, and I didn’t have to hold the walls for balance.

Day 45: Inspired by my ability to hover-pee using only the power of my thighs, and because I’m feeling a lot better after two days of sleep, I pushed myself at P&F today. I feel great. Wife said my ass was getting firmer. I mentioned that my hamhocks made it look like my ass was really long instead of round. She objected to me naming my fat deposits, so I shook my jelly roll at her and took a shower. Yeah. Married conversations are weird.

Day 46: I snuggled under the covers and worked on revisions. I forgot to get up. I did, however, try a Slim Fast. It’s a chocolate shake with vitamins. It tastes okay, but it did not fill me up. I followed up with chips and hummus, and some popcorn.

Day 47: I weighed in at a half pound less. Was it the Slim Fast? I don’t know, but the gas is not worth the hassle. They didn’t start until later in the day. I have a slow digestive system, and I didn’t eat anything else out of the ordinary today, so it had to be the Slim Fast. Anyway, I went to P&F, did aerobic and some leg weight thingies. My thighs can squeeze 30 lbs. Tomorrow is a snow day, so I have plans to whip out the bellydancing DVD.

Adventures With Shimmy Pt 2

I haven’t given it up yet

Day 4: I did yoga. I feel this is the best way to introduce something new–by interspersing it with something I know I can do. I also went to Pools and Fitness and did 20 minutes on the treadmill and 20 on the elliptical.

Day 5: I took this fucker off. I read through the draft for Drawing on Love and formatted Re/Captured for print. I also messed around with D2D and their fun formatting for ebooks. Then I loaded Re/Captured up for presale. I’m thinking about what to take on next. Brandy Lockmeyer is finally talking to me.

Day 6/S1E8: I rose early to do Shimmy. In my tired state, I put disk 2 into my DVD drive. Too lazy to change it out, I just did episode 8. I figured that I did all the Namaste Yoga videos out of sequence, so why not?

This started off innocently enough, with some shoulder shimmies and hip thingies from E1. At first, I thought it was going to be a repeat. I mean, it seemed like they just spliced together footage and voice-over from that first episode, and then they added another element afterward. Good news: My shoulder shimmy isn’t half bad, and I’m feeling more coordinated with my hip thingies. I’m not sure my arms are right or if I’m turning in the right direction, but my arms are engaged and I’m not falling on my ass, so that’s GOOD NEWS.

The funniest part was when they introduced a new move where you had to shake your hips by shaking your legs. In isolation, I can do that. Add it to circling or moving your hips in a figure-8, and you feel like a bowl of Jello in the hands of a two-year-old. Watch it wiggle, see it jiggle, and all that. Okay, so the narrator says, “This is a difficult move that you’ll need to practice.” (I’m close with that quote, but I might be paraphrasing a little.) Immediately after she says it, they cut to a new move. You go from “This is hard, practice it” to “And now try this.” As a teacher, if I did that to my students, they’d never learn a damn thing. Sheesh.

At the end, when they put it all together and you do a dance, I think I did okay. I took out the jelly jiggling and kept the hip circles and figure-8 moves. When they said to go all free-form, meaning do the moves you learned, I concentrated on the hip moves that I could sort-of do to try to smooth out the move. As I’ve said, I’m not coordinated or graceful, so looking good while doing this is only a secondary goal.

This video is DEFINITELY for people who dance a lot. However, I’m having fun, I’m learning some moves, and I can feel it in my hips and lower core, which is an area where I struggle.

Day 7: I did yoga, an episode that had me stretching my hips, thighs, butt, and torso. My butt was a little sore from when I pushed myself on needle pose, but I used to get my leg up so much higher. Getting old is really hard on the flexibility front.

Later, I went to Pools and Fitness, intending to do 20 minutes on the treadmill at a brisk walk and 20 minutes on the elliptical. But I had a huge setback. I made it 12 minutes on the treadmill before my legs and back started itching. I lifted up the leg of my yoga pants to find my skin mottled. I looked under my athletic socks to find my legs and feet swollen. My left hand was also very swollen, but my right wasn’t as bad. ICYMI, I have low blood pressure, and swelling is the first sign something is amiss. If I let it go too long, my heart has skipped beats/stopped for a moment, and I’ve passed out. It took 5 years to find a doctor to figure out what was wrong with me. In the meantime, my symptoms were scary.

As the tingling and itchiness spread up my torso and down to my toes, I told the twins to cut their workout short and grab my stuff. I went home. It took almost and hour of putting my legs up (above my heart!) to get back to normal. It’s been 3 months since I’ve had an episode. I’ll take it easy for the rest of the day.

But tomorrow, I plan to take on the same episode of Shimmy again. I’ve been practicing figure-8’s–much to my children’s chagrin.

Adventures with Shimmy Pt 1

Shimmy If You Can

At my suggestion, my wife got me a couple workout videos for Solstice. She got Namaste Yoga Season 1 and Shimmy. I love Namaste Yoga, both seasons. I miss when they were on Fit TV, and I lost the episodes I’d recorded when we had to get a new DVR.

But this review is about Shimmy, a suggested product when we looked on Amazon for Namaste Yoga. I thought, “Why not?” I want to tone my abs, hips, and thighs. That’s where I’ve gained most of the weight these past couple of years.

Day 1/S1E1: I do not dance. This video is for people with dance training. I’m in my office with my yoga mat spread out, wearing my athletic compression socks. The socks are not negotiable, since I have low blood pressure and swell up/get nauseous/pass out when my heart rate goes up and I’m not wearing them. The socks keep the blood flowing, which is a health plus.

Why do the socks matter? Because belly dancing requires a lot of sliding around. You try sliding around on a yoga mat while wearing compression socks. Not gonna happen. And no, you don’t need to see video. Imagine an uncoordinated, slightly tubby, middle-aged woman trying to glide around the room. To top it off, I have no rhythm. None. Zero. I even lose the rhythm during sex or while masturbating. This is why machines were invented.

I’m laughing too.

I talked to Wife about this, showing her some of the moves. As someone with natural rhythm, she looked damn hot trying out those moves. I was tempted to suggest she try the video, but she’s more the martial arts/weight lifting type of person. Yeah, she showed me up with zero effort.

As I was demonstrating the moves in the kitchen on the hardwood floor, I realized that it was a lot easier to do the moves.

Day 2: Yoga, because I need a self-esteem. I yoga fairly well.

Day 3/S1/E1: Since I didn’t feel like I mastered anything in the 1st episode, I did it again to see if I could do it better the 2nd time.

I woke up before everyone else (as usual) and did the workout in two places. First, I started off on the yoga mat for stretches. Then I moved to the kitchen to do the dance moves. Today wasn’t bad. I still don’t have rhythm, but I was able to do the moves. I think. There was no mirror, so I might have been completely off. But it got my heart rate up and my hips moving. I’m definitely feeling it in the hips and shoulders, which clicked and crunched as I moved. Damn, I’m old. When Wife got up, I demonstrated some moves for her. She agreed that I was improving, and she did not laugh at how ridiculous I looked, so maybe I didn’t look half bad. With no mirror and a wife who loves me, I may never find out, and that is okay by me.