Personal trainer….session 3!

This post is a little late as I had session 3 last Wednesday – ooopppsss!!! I also had another one today (very interesting) so there will be another post pretty soon.

So I was having a rough few days in terms of mindset, will power, not seeing any results etc.. I’d had the in-laws up at the weekend and had eaten some chocolate cake, I know I know, naughty but it was just there looking at me. I did write it in my food diary under ‘naughty’ but that didn’t help. I woke up Wednesday morning and chatted to ‘Arsene’ about the lack of results and ended up crying in bed! He was really sweet and said the results will come and gave me a big hug, after all it had only been a week!

Off I trot to meet Andy with my food diary in tow, he looks at it and says ‘what’s the first thing wrong with it?’ I’m thinking its the bread for the sandwich I had’ but nope, he’s only had 2 minutes and he’s already seen the chocolate biscuit on day 1, oh God, wait till he gets to the chocolate cake on day 7!!!! On a whole it turns out that my food diary isn’t soooo bad, it’s on the right tracks and with a few tweaks it should be fine(ish)! I’d text Andy a few times over the last few days saying I couldn’t see any improvement even with all the things I was doing so he said he’d take one measurement to prove that what I was doing was having a result, the measurement, my tummy!!! I’m standing there scared to death after my chocolate cake weekend (well it was only a slither but still) and the measurement, well I couldn’t believe it, I’d lost 2 inches! 2 inches in a week!! I’ve never lost 2 inches ever especially on my tummy! I’m over the moon and yep you’ve guessed it, I burst into tears like a blubbering baby!! After a big bear hug and a wipe of the tears Andy says, it’s back to business…

First off is my 5k cycle, that goes ok and off I hop onto a stepper. I need to do 50 flights of stairs, now that seems like a lot of steps to me especially when there are 10 steps in every flight, thats 500 steps! The rules are I can only stop once (if I want to) and only for 40 seconds, if I stop again I have to do 20 burpees for every additional stop. Gosh! Off I step and straight away it’s killing (remember I’ve just cycled 5K), in my head if I can get to 25 flights without stopping I’ll take a break and then do the other half. When I get to 25 flights my head is thinking if I stop now am I ever going to start again? Quick ask to Andy and he confirms it’s going to be harder to start so I decide to keep going if I can. With the end on sight what does Andy do, increase the intensity, oh gosh, my legs are burning, sweat is pouring off me and I don’t like sweat, I can’t breathe properly, Andy’s talking to me and I can’t answer because I can’t breathe but what do you know, I’m there, I’ve reached the magic 50 flights, it’s the best feeling ever and I did it without a stop – woo hoo, I feel like I’ve just climbed Everest!!!

My next task is floorwork starting with the plank. In the past I’ve quite liked this as although it’s by no means easy at least all my body parts and still and not having to move here, there are everywhere! So first plank is 20 seconds, 2nd is 30 seconds and 3rd is a whole minute. Now a minute is a long time when your tummy and legs start to shake like a jelly so to take my mind off it I start to concentrate on the beads of sweat that are dripping along my head and off my nose onto the mat in front of me, not the best thing to think of granted but it takes my mind of it!!

Next thing is some jumpy lungy things, so I’m on all fours with my legs jumping forwards & backwards, the first 2 sets seem ok (ish) but by number 3 I’m having a nightmare, legs feel like lead & my t-shirt keeps flapping around and riding further up & up towards my neck. Take it from me, it’s not a good look in the middle of a gym when you look like a whale frolicking around so thank goodness Andy jumps in to hold me top down whilst I try to find the energy to make my feet co-ordinate correctly & eventually collapse in a heap on the floor!

Now it’s tummy time & the ‘Russian Twist’, sounds painful… Balance on my bottom with my feet off the ground, hold a 4kg weight and twist from side to side. 1st set of 20, 2nd set of 30, 3rd set of 50 – aaaarrrggghhhh, yes it’s a killer by the time you get to 50!!

By now it’s nearing the end of my session and just time for some burpees, oh they are horrible! 1st set hurts, 2nd set kills & by the end there’s hardly any jump left in me, oh & yes, again, I can hardly breathe!! Thanks Andy!!

Personal Trainer – session 1…..

2013. As I said in my crazy abseil post back in March, 2013 is my year for change & challenges. Having walked down a 170ft building I’m ready for the next one which is ‘getting fit & losing weight’. Now I’ve always considered myself as pretty fit but after 3 kids the tummy is no longer flat or even remotely slim, it just kind of blobs around. I’m now at the stage where the jeans still fit but just above the jeans is a nice little ring of tummy doughnut which doesn’t actually look great and the tops no longer hide it but cling to it, mmmm nice…!!!

I’ve tried diets before and lost a few lbs (and I mean a few) and then nothing happens so I just say stuff it and carry on eating. Now saying all of this I’m not the size of a house, probably pretty average, I’m a 14 tops and 12/14 bottoms but if I don’t do something about it now, before long I think I will be the size of a house!! So there’s only one thing for it, I’ve taken the brave step and decided to get a personal trainer, felt like a good idea at the time, having someone to encourage me and help me meet my goals.

Well I don’t do things by half and as it turns out my personal trainer (Andy) is an ex-marine. Yes I said ex-marine!!! Thinking not so much of a great idea and actually pretty scared of the torture he’s going to put me through, aaarrrrggghhhh!!!! So I turn up for my first session and first things first it’s the weigh in and measurements and of course I’m not going to tell you what they were, a woman never discloses her personal details! So I have 12 weeks to start off with and the first goal is that in 4 weeks I will have lost 1 stone, more toned and not have such a big tummy doughnut (my phrase not his), seems pretty impossible (knowing me) but you’re forgetting I now have my very own marine to kick my ass and to keep me going. Before we started our session his last words to me were ‘I’ve had people faint and be sick but haven’t had anyone die on me so that’s good and there’s no such word as can’t” – really, that’s way too scary!!

First is a 5K bike ride, ok I’m thinking, I like cycling but it’s not like your average gentle bike ride. Harder and harder and by the end my legs feel like noodles but I still actually feel ok. Next the cross trainer and after only 2 minutes I feel like I’m going to die, I feel faint, a little dizzy but more than that I feel like I’m going to be physically sick. Andy takes me off the cross trainer for a sit down and water and I slowly start to feel better, it was a real shock really I thought I was quite fit but it’s a wake up call at how unfit I am! After a little sit down I’m on the weights on the shoulder press (I think), quite like these but surprise surprise it gets harder and harder to get to 12 lifts. Next I’m on the rowing machine, wow I love this machine and apprently I have ‘good technique’, maybe I’ll make the Olympics??!! Yep you’ve guessed it I’m pushed and pushed, 100 metres and then rest for 1 minute and then another 100 metres – 12 times!! I really enjoyed this (can you enjoy torture?) and it’s amazing how you can become obsessed with beating your last performance, I so wanted to better myself each time and did horraayyy!!!! Just when I’m feeling pretty good Andy says it’s back to the cross trainer, oh no and I have to do a whole 5 minutes on it. Dreading it after my last performance but to my surprise it wasn’t that bad, we’re chatting constantly, I wasn’t in pain and in no time at all the 5 minutes was up. To finish off it’s on the floor for some abs work. I’ve never been that good at ab work and they are pretty much well hidden so these were a killer, he doesn’t let you stop half way though you have to finish them all, no pain no gain they say and so after 48 sit ups of various kinds my tummy is killing.

How did I feel after my first session? Pretty ok as a whole. Yes I was red like a raspberry, covered in sticky yucky sweat and various limbs felt a bit wobbly but I felt like I had achieved something. I’d felt such an idiot at feeling faint and sick (cringe!) but I’d overcome it, carried on and finished the session.

Time for homework: 40 sits up’s and 20 burpees (where did they get that name from?) everyday, along with some kind of cardio vascular – yikes, I haven’t done so much for years!!!

How do I feel the next day, sore! Legs hurts, bottom hurts, hip hurts, chest hurts, lower back hurts, arms hurts, neck and head are ok, ankles & lowers legs are ok and tummy is not so bad – all in all though, sore….. Thanks Andy and see you next week.