For Christmas my mom got me 10 personal trainer sessions with her personal trainer, Jimmy. Jimmy won Mr Utah in October and he is rather huge. Needless to say upon walking in there with my noodle limbs and soft tummy I was a little scared. I want to be stronger and feel good. so the first thing homeboy did was pull out the calipers and measure my body fat %. He did it two different ways and the first one read 20.5% and the second one read 18.5%. I guess thats fairly lean according to him but the object was to stay the same weight (139) and decrease the body fat. So far I have sweated, cried, grunted and spent days not being able to move certain parts of my body. It's kinda awesome. I see why people pay others for personal training. I would never put myself through this torture that is making me a lot stronger. I also started jogging around the time that I got the desk job and am up to running around 3-4 miles 3-4x a week.
My conclusion thus far is i feel sofa king amazing!!!! The time with Jimmy is brutal, nauseating, painful and rewarding. My time on the treadmill is getting easier and funner. I don't really dig the gym but I am able to pace myself and the people watching is never boring. I only have three sessions with Jimmy left and he is going to help me put together a little workout I can do on my own. If I only gained one thing from these sessions it is that I now realize what kind of physical pain I need to feel to get stronger if I am going to do it with weights. I don't really know any other way to get my arms and shoulders stronger. My legs are fairly strong and hiking with the gear this summer will keep those going. (I want my arms/shoulders/back stronger for paragliding...okay acro.)
Now I realize what my mom has been doing the last couple of years with this guy and she looks amazing! I am really proud of her- she has lost weight, is really tiny and damn she is strong! Its character building too- well, pain is character building. :)
Next week: remeasure the body parts and body fat %. don't really care because I feel damn good.