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…And…I’m Still Limping

I realized on Monday how much of an ass-kicking I got on Saturday’s workout. I did:

30 squats (warm up)

30 jump squats (warm up)

30 medicine ball squats (warm up)

60 pull-ups with the band (60!!!!)

60 tire jumps/step-ups

60 squat/medicine ball tosses

60!!! 60 pull-ups? I’m amazed by that number. Truly amazed that I was able to do it–and even more amazed that my upper body is not sore at all.

All those squats sound devastating, don’t they? I can’t believe I did that. No wonder I’m still crippled! Monday morning I slapped on some of those heat patches on my thighs and then headed to work. I walked across the Hawthorne Bridge to work (about 1.9 miles) and I was stiff, sore and slow. The walk helped loosen me up a bit but sitting at work all day didn’t help much. I was hobbling and limping everywhere.

Monday was a Rest Day. Thankfully I had steak for dinner. I was really craving steak and I knew the protein would help me heal (should have eaten it Sunday honestly).


I made a really delicious marinade: Worcestershire,  Soy Sauce, Teriyaki sauce, salt, pepper, fresh thyme, freshly sliced garlic and a little onion powder. I baked Michael and I sweet potatoes brushed with Grape Seed Oil.

 

I weighed the sweet potatoes so I could accurately calculate the calories. There was a large potato and a smaller one.


The bigger one (Michael’s) was 250 grams, so a little bigger serving. Mine was 200 grams and that is 180 calories. That’s one of the things I love about sweet potatoes: less calories than a white potato.


I topped the sauteed asparagus with salt, pepper and fresh Parmesan. The steak was a very thin New York Strip. The marinade was fantastic and we loved the steaks.


I also had a glass of red wine. Michael’s stepbrother Doug had given us this bottle of wine for Christmas:


2007 Steltzner Claret. It was a lovely, bold red wine! But I restrained myself and only had one glass since it was a Rest Day (and I wanted to save room for cookies!).

Anyone else watching the new Top Chef Masters? I don’t like it as much as the regular show but it’s a good alternative to nothing until the new season starts. We watched the new episode and then I got ready for bed. Poor Michael had to endure the aromas of Icy Hot.


I slapped on an Icy Hot patch on both my thighs and crawled into bed. Don’t judge the super sexxxxy white socks. 🙂


It worked wonders! I woke up Tuesday to much less pain and soreness. I’m going to try and walk it out some more today, maybe the bike will help.

My plan for the next few weeks: incorporate the moves Christian taught me at a smaller scale. I’ll start with 20 squats, then the following week 30, and so on. My hope is that by the next time I head over to his gym I’ll be a little more prepared (and perhaps less sore afterward).

 

QUESTION: Do you measure your food?

 

 

 

 

There Are No Place-Backs At The Gym

I was bummed I was skipping Christian’s Crossfit class Tuesday night. I was too dang sore. He tried to convince me to at least come and watch but I didn’t want to just watch–I wanted to participate! I decided to postpone going and instead hobble to the gym and see if a run could work out the sore hammies.


I’m doing an experiment this week with Bagel Thins as a pre-workout snack. My thought is that the carbs will keep me full (and since it’s a Bagel Thin it’s only 110 calories plus the cream cheese–so in the end it’s about the same calorie-wise as the Greek yogurt).


I took one bite out of the bagel and then proceeded to drop it. Dang it! I sighed, threw it away and ate the other half. I hoped it would be filling enough. I found a treadmill at the gym and was happy that my hamstrings loosened up enough to run pain-free.

I’ve been noticing lately the lack of respect in fellow gym-goers (at least at my gym). It baffles me that people can be so self-absorbed and oblivious to just common courtesy. For example, Sunday after my swim I listened to a lady hawking up loogies in the shower and spitting them out. Are you kidding me?? I was holding back the urge to gag at her disgusting behavior. Vile Sub-Human!

Then there’s the guys that wear too much cologne and sweat it all out. And my biggest pet peeve are the people that never wipe down the machines after sweating all over them! Foul!

 

My new pet peeve is the people that hog the treadmills and then leave for several minutes leaving all their stuff on the machines. Last night the girl next to me did this twice and she was gone for over 5 minutes each time. Three people came up to use the machine and asked “Is someone using this?” I just shrugged because I had no idea. FYI gym goers: There’s no Place-Backs! Give up the machine, do other things, and then come back later and find a machine that’s open. It’s just polite.

End Rant.


I ran some extra mileage on the treadmill. My hamstrings properly loosened, I did my weight routine and stretching and called it a day.


Gym Stats:

Time: 1:23
Calories Burned: 664

When I got home, Michael was making steak for dinner. I prepped the last of the broccolini and asparagus to steam.


Baked sweet potatoes too. I ate half of a large sweet potato.


It was a good dinner but I found myself craving comfort food for some reason. Specifically the pizza Michael made on Sunday night.


Mmmm! The rest of my evening was spent with Icy Hot.


I’m ready for these suckers to stop being sore! 🙁

QUESTION: Do you follow gym etiquette? What is your biggest gym pet peeve?