Medicine Ball Hiatus

Ok, here's the scoop. 1. My two trainers broke up. It seems, for no real conflict, they went their separate ways. I thought their styles matched up really well, where one liked more workout stations where the other liked running more. (By the way, whatever I was doing at the moment both hurt and sucked the most. Whatever I was doing, I would rather have been doing the other. Still...) 2. I fell out of the Saturday workout. At one point, it wasn't happening, and I didn't get word. I was supposed to get word when it started. That didn't happen. I really got into sleep, so... 3. Two things. (Crap, this should have been no. 2. No pun intended.) One, the trainer that was having sessions during the week stopped for a while because he wanted to restructure them (trickmeintopuking) , and then my workload increased to the point where I couldn't even do part of them.

I don't know if I'll go back. I don't know if I could go through what I did my first workout all over again. Recently, I climbed a cliff's worth of homemade steps, and I had to stop about six times. (Mind you, the pizza and beer lunch did not help. Had I had a lighter lunch, MAYBE SOME WATER, it could have been a different walk.)

It was good to learn HOW out-of-shape I was, and what it takes to get to a less-out-of-shape point. I do more cardio at the gym because of my experience with TakeActionFitness. I rotate the types I do. I've made it a priority.

My new thing is going to be "Go More Often, Less Intense." I have had a theory for quite some time that consistency is more important that LETTING SOMEONE TRY TO KILL ME. What I did for a little over a week a while back was to go most days, do cardio each day, and do as many weightlifting exercises until I felt "done." The next day, pick up where I left off. At the end of nine or so days, I was starting to feel really good, so I'd like to carry it out further. During my stint at (hellyear) Fitcamp, I never became a runner. I looked better, I felt better, I got stronger, my wind developed, flexibility improved, yadda yadda yadda.

But, until that number on the scale comes down, all the good stuff don't mean crap. Until I can run a mile without losing my vision, bah!

P.S. An odd benefit with a professional trainer workout. I've become more coordinated and in control of my movements. With an even workout, all the muscles get work, including the ones that let you transition from one position to the other.

Guys, if you're reading this, thanks. I'm going to miss it. You've shown me enough to make me want more.

"BEEFCAKE! BEEFCAKE!"