So my DARLing trainer has been putting me through the torture ringer for the past few weeks and I’ve been putting myself through the Gladiator's Extreme Workout the rest of the time. The weapons I use (just my body), no maces, or swords allowed. The amount logged in three weeks of sweat soaked clothes, gallons of water sucked down and burning muscles from Hades is:
77 miles on the bike, 19 miles run on treadmill, 26 miles on the elliptical, 1000 Floors (Not steps but Floors) on the Stairmaster, and over 550 set (10 reps is 1 set) of Free Weights, Circuit Machines, or Core Exercise. Currently averaging 1 1/2 hours a day – 6 days a week. I know I’m insane so you don’t need to bother pointing that out.
I’m going for the biggest exercise challenge with hopes of qualifying, among the handfuls of other people weird enough to kill themselves, for 1 free years membership at the Health Club. I could really use that free membership.
Results: The muffin top is shrinking and my clothes are not feeling like the seams are going to burst anymore. I now fit 3 pairs of pants instead of 2. And I can run a 5K in 33 minutes (improved over 7 minutes off my time of a month ago, and 1 measly pound.
Just 1 lb. (How discouraging is that?)
My young and gorgeous counselor told me to throw out the scale and not weigh in again for another 3 weeks (duration of workout challenge at the local gym). I’ll take new measurements then too.
No I haven’t over compensated in eating more. In fact I’m sticking to my WW points like they were gold. I’m just waging war with my fat and it’s trying to see if I’m woman enough to keep going. Stupid fat.
My goal – Hope that I can get back on track for my Marathon goal. I feel borderline now as to if I will try the 10K in June. If I manage it then I’ll feel like I’m back in the groove. We’ll see.
Meanwhile, I think if I keep this insane workout schedule up I may be able to give Helga from American Gladiator’s a run for her money in muscle size.
Sorry I haven’t been around that much. Spring Break was last week and the kids kept me hopping, This week I relaxed a bit(recovering from what the kids did to me over Spring Break).
Well I’m off to find my garden among the weeds. Pray I don’t get lost in that jungle.