Monday morning, training with J, he just back after a medical procedure last Thursday. While not precisely worried about the outcome, there was more concern than I realized when balanced/tempered with the relief upon seeing him this morning. We had a pretty chill session – chest and triceps review day with lots of planky stuff in between. I love review day.
I’m now just starting this 12 hours after we concluded, and it’s likely notably shorter than typical. However, I was fortunate to get my needle biopsies done this afternoon rather than having to wait until Thursday plus I had an appointment to get my hair trimmed and some other shopping done. Friend J and I had a friendly little wager going on trainer J – friend J said trainer J would absolutely be present and accounted for this morning and me being not so sure, hoping he had enough sense to cancel if he was hurting or not feeling well. Friend J wins, and it was a wager I was happy to make good on, particularly since my trainer is the beneficiary of our silliness.
As is typical, our session was a lot of fun. Review days – how I love you. We reviewed the following chest and triceps List (J’s additions and changes are in italics):
I was telling my stylist tonight of J’s comments last week – Monday about my being a “sturdy” girl and Thursday being a “tank” in the gym. She had this semi-horrified expression on her face, and I was laughing about it, because in this case, context is everything and it was stated in a highly complimentary fashion.
I am kind of a sturdy person; petite is never going to a word applied to me. And I am fine with that, even flattered that there is nice, generic term for those among us who do not fit within the stick-thin model ideal. When I look in the mirror there is this sense of pride that I am changing and becoming healthier, because that’s primarily what I see. Better. Health. I don’t care that I’m never going to be a size zero. I don’t care that I’m never going to be younger and have the beauty of youth ever. The things I value, that have the most meaning for me, are things I have always possessed: intelligence and kindness. Of the new features the exercise are providing for me, again it is inside that I value most, although I like the increased strength and overall stability that comes with gym and practice. I love that I can do a lot of the single-leg balance stuff with more predictable success than expected failure. But I really love that the chronic health conditions that plague so many others in my age range are either not an issue (hypertension, high cholesterol) or well controlled (diabetes). I don’t think I can get gastric bypass or liposuction to make these inside issues resolve.
As for the tank comment, I love that I have been at this exercise thing for approaching 10 months nearly every single day without any mishap or injury. While pretty far from indestructible, I do strive to be careful and pay close attention to learning all the ways to exercise safely. It occurred to me this afternoon that I still feel like an non-bendy person, and maybe more yoga is in order and could help me overcome that, yet I am so reluctant to give up any of my morning practice time. Even my August challenge – which is getting off to an unexpected non-start with the biopsies today – I am scouring my calendar and making plans for evenings or even lunch hours to get my 30 minutes done. I will figure it out; I always seem to manage. And as I said to J, it’s only a month. I can do most anything for a month.
Really, though, I like me under the influence of exercise better. My hair lady was saying tonight that whatever I am doing – whether it’s the exercise, the
diet healthier food choices, or some combination of both, overall I look far more relaxed and happy despite the stress I find myself under with work these days. It is a short-term issue, but it makes me glad I have established a routine at the gym as an outlet to burn off less negative emotions.
At least tomorrow will be devoted to legs, because having a needle inserted into your chest is unpleasant no matter what the circumstances. I am optimistic about the outcome, but others in my immediate tribe are anxious about the results. What my experience has turned into a proactive approach to the issue theirs has evolved differently and the testing is something to be feared.
I am liking the upper body focus today, because after pilates yesterday I felt more inclined toward planky stuff. When we do review days I find myself hyper focused on the things we went over and wanting to try them again to see if I can refine and strengthen my technique. Tomorrow I shall refine and strengthen my technique on legs, because even now with this much typing and frequent breaks my chest muscles are squeaking.
So as I said at the start of this recap, it’s probably the shortest one ever and will have to have a supplemental chapter. Right now I’m really glad we did this one this morning, because right this minute it feels like I may never be capable of lifting another dumbbell. *laugh* This will pass, and I should not be whining.
Because despite my present soreness, I can go back to working out and moving weights to and fro tomorrow if I feel up to it. I don’t have to wait another 10 days to completely heal. And that makes me happy. Poor J is suffering a bit not being able to workout. I think we are all a little (or a lot) addicted to our routines. Even if I have to go back to the cute little 2 and 3 lb. dumbbells, I can exercise and practice again in the morning.
And I’m looking forward to it.