Funny how CK is trying to blame me for her CA Marathon Medal obsession. All I did was call her and kevetch about being a lazy ass while all these people were running around me and decided right then I should train for a marathon. CK is the one who jumped all in and decided to do it with me. I said in my comments that I could totally blame her because if she hadn’t jumped on my insanity bandwagon, I totally would’ve quit by now.
So really, this is her fault.
I feel so much better now that we’ve established the real truth…
So I briefly mentioned yesterday in one of my posts that I met with one of the personal trainers at the gym for some advice on how to jumpstart the loss again. I always do this, I plateau in a major way somewhere between 10-15 lbs. I am still hanging in at 13 lbs…but I’m fluctuating…Up 2, down 2, up 2, down 2. I can’t get my next reward CD (which I’ve decided is going to be 3 Doors Down: Seveteen Days) if I don’t lose 2 lbs…or depending on the fluctuation, 4 lbs. Sigh.
Last week hurt me. I really didn’t pay attention to anything I put in my mouth. Okay, I take that back, I paid very close attention to all the pizza rolls, cheese dip, chips, etc as I inhaled them. I also was drinking Coke Zero like it was my lifeblood. Haven’t done that in forever. I was swolled up like road kill by Monday. Very bad Hogzilla. (actually, I believe I became my name…)
Cute Little Trainer Boy suggested that I change up my workout routine some. Continue doing the weights 3 days a week, and continue doing 4-5 days of cardio, but on 2 of those days, to do 30 minutes of High Intensity Interval Training. Walk 2 minutes, Sprint 1 minute. Or do 1 and 1…
Okay, I’m gonna give it the old college try, but here’s the thing, when I’m on a treadmill, I sound like a herd of rhinos charging a caravan of tourists. Now, that’s at my measley 4.2 mph pace. Let’s speed me up to 7 mph and see what I sound like, shall we? Yes, that would be a herd of rhinos and elephants charging the helpless tourists.
Here is our conversation:
Me: Um. I don’t like the way I sound when I run on the treadmill. I’m a clomper.
Cute Little Trainer Boy: Oh I sound like that, too. Don’t worry, nobody notices.
Me: [Eyeing him like he’s broken the golden library rule and I’m the naughty librarian who is about to punish him] Sweetheart, you’re a Cute Little Trainer Boy. I’m a plodding overweight woman. There’s a difference. People notice.
CLTB: Seriously, it’s not as bad as you think.
Me: Seriously, it’s bad. Plus, if I am ‘sprinting’ (and I use that term very lightly) my face will be as red as a baboon’s ass. And since I’m so noisy on the treadmill, everyone will look at me to see where the herd of rhinos are and see my baboon-ass face. Is that what you want to do to me?
CLTB: It’s the best way to lose 15 lbs in 7 weeks.
Me: Fine. But if I lose 1 lb less than 15 lbs–I’m coming after you. You will be punished. And it won’t be in a naughty librarian sorta punishment. It will be Fat Chick Running punishment. Big Difference.
CLTB: [Swallowing] You could do the HIIT on the elliptical, too, you know.
Me: Good to know. Thanks CLTB.
Tags: gym
It is so your fault. It IS!
I bet he dreams of being punished by you in all your manifestations.
LMAO Annmarie! Whether that’s true in real life or not…for the purposes of this blog and my imagination, it’s totally true!
And CK–not my fault; infinity!
dude most peeps have headphones on anyway, but i feel the same way i get self-concious when i do HIIT but it does work.
oh and you can do it outside too if you have a watch. 30 second all balls out sprint with 1 min 30 secs recovery, for 10-20 min. i have a music mp3 of it so you don’t have to time yourself if you want it.