Have Trainer, Will Ache

Ouch! How sore is my butt right now? No wait…don’t answer that question…

So, you may have guessed by now (oh, so clever you are) that I had my first session with my awesome personal trainer, Shaun, yesterday.

Today, I cannot stand up from a chair without pushing up with my arms. Like we all did way back when we were about 9.3 months pregnant? One, two, three…HOIST! Yeah. Like that.

Okay, clearly that is not me, nor did I use those barbells (I used 10lbs), but I did do that exercise!

I think the reason might be due in part to the 6,000 vertical feet of skiing I logged at Sunshine Village on Sunday. Then into the gym for a tough workout on Monday and, well…let’s just say the one-legged squats in the Smith machine were a wee bit more challenging than they had any right to be.

But that doesn’t really explain the full picture of my pain today. I am stiff, sore and tender in the following places:

• triceps (don’t be touchin’ my elbows!)
• deltoids (even putting on a shirt this morning was painful!)
• glutes (owie! sitting, standing, walking and – worst of all – climbing stairs!)
• quads (words do not exist to explain what has happened to my quads)
• some inner-thigh muscle that I cannot name and in fact did not know existed until it started to hurt this morning!

That about sums up the worst of the lot.

But ya know? I think it’s a good thing. I’ll be back in the gym for more Wednesday or Thursday, and I’m really looking forward to it. Shaun (a girl, fyi) has a way of motivating that is friendly but not slack, either. She’s nothing like that nasty lady on The Biggest Loser, but she still manages to make me do just. One. More. Rep. Right when I thought my trembling muscles would give way, I somehow managed to dig deep and find one more. A rep that I wouldn’t have bothered to reach for on my own was there for the taking with Shaun at my side.

I think I’ll keep her!

Her and her fit balls, and strange things that look like a fit-ball amputated in half that you have to do push-ups on (left), and bars, and tubing, and weights and whatnot. We’ll see what we can accomplish together.

And by the way, check out the Discovery Health Programming Highlights (at right). I happened to catch this particular show "Fat Men Can’t Hunt" on the weekend and it was freakin’ hilarious. The best is this old, toothless Namibian hunter who says, of one of the British women, "she is too fat. We will send her out in the desert to track. That will thin her out." And they did! Listen to me: YOU WANT TO WATCH THIS SHOW!

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