I've been slowly going on a fitness kick as of late. This week was just an abundance of physical activity.
Monday night: Lifting. Free weights at the gym, total body workout. Article about this experience to come shortly.
Tuesday Night: Swimming. 45 minutes in the lap pool at the gym. Not only is it good exercise, but it's a great morale booster when at least 10 borderline obese people get in and out of the pool before I finish my workout. Sidenote: I need to find a nose clip that fits properly (I already purchased one but oh it just doesn't work). My nose is like niagara falls after about 20/25 minutes of swimming.
Wednesday Night: Break
Thursday Night: Running. Hit the treadmill at the gym for 30 minutes. I do and I don't like the treadmill for various reasons. I don't like it cuz it's not really running. The treadmill is moving your feet for you, therefore you're not actually working as hard. Plus the scenery doesn't change. I do like it cuz it allows me to control my speed more accurately and increase it gradually over time. I do a workout where I start out at a low speed and after a certain interval of time I increase. For example, from 0-5min I ran at 5.0, from 5-10min I ran at 5.5, from 10-15min I ran at 6.0, from 15-20min I ran at 6.5, then I started decreasing the time of the intervals. From 20-22:30 I ran at 7, from 22:30-25 I ran at 7.5, from 25-27:30 I ran at 8, and from 27:30-30min I ran at 8.5. I've done this kind of workout before on different treadmills where I've gone all the way up to 9.5 or 10 but these treadmills don't seem to like going higher than 8.5. Needless to say, by the time I was nearing the end of the 30 minutes, I was pretty much sprinting and was sweating like there was no tomo.
Friday Night: Break. Foo Fighters concert. The Shit.
Saturday Afternoon: Golf. There's a driving range near my apt that does 'all you can hit' until 4pm. Went over around 1 and hit for 3 hours. I went through 3 buckets of balls. I'm not sure if they were the large size (120 balls) or the jumbo size (220 balls), but my hands/arms are sore and I have a nice blister on one of my hands, so I'd say it was enough. By the end of the day I was hitting the ball better than I ever have before. I think I finally figured out how to correctly swing the club/hit the ball.
Sunday Afternoon: Biking. Took my bike out for a lil ride. Ended up going about 22 miles. By the end of that ride my legs were absolutely dead. Could barely walk. Probz didn't need to go that far on my first ride (believe me, this was right at the very forefront of my thoughts as I was struggling to make it back home), but I made it and all is well.
I also didn't drink at all this weekend which makes me feel better about all the work I put in this week. Although that was more of a fiscal decision than a health related one.
Update 10/17:
For any who may be concerned that I might be overdoing it and could be headed down an alex glowatz (circa fall 2007) kind of path, know this... I just ate a giant chipotle steak burrito for lunch today loaded with salsa, sour cream, and guacamole. I love food too damn much to be rexic.
Tough Mudder in less than a month. DO WORK.
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