The New Tri: Eat, Sleep, Read?

December 11th

Remember when I competed in triathlons? Yeah. I barely do too. I am not sure what took away my competitive spirit, but it very well may have been too many races this Spring. I haven’t done a thing competitively since May and I’m not really in need of another race t-shirt or bib. I’ve just been sticking to my normal exercise routine of swimming occasionally, biking and running. I love the spin class at my YMCA and I’ve been trying to lift weights here and there.

Little did I realize I was really not lifting weights, so much as pretending to. How do I know this? Well, my fingers are pretty much the only thing I can use this week that don’t ache. About a month ago, I got a lead (via Twitter no less) that a local gym-owner was interested in hiring a ghost writer to help with a fitness book. With a complete lack of being able to control my priority or responsibility list, I jumped at the opportunity. H and I have been meeting regularly since.

He is exactly what you’d imagine. He’s a former professional bodybuilder, literally built like the Hulk and yet very kind. His gym is for women only and his speciality is making women feel really, really good about their accomplishments by having trainers regularly compliment you on the smallest of improvements. How do I know this? Because I fenagled training as part of my payment and am now on week two of torture.

And sheer torture it is. Three times a week I go to his gym to be bullied into an hour’s worth of weights. I swear to you, I have never been this sore. Not after a marathon. Not after a 1/2 Ironman. Not after hiking through the African bush for a couple days. I’ve woken up in screaming pain in the night this week because I rolled over and some muscle cramped in the process.

But, you know what? I feel pretty darn good. Another part of this training is to keep a food journal this week to show them my normal eating habits. Having to write down every morsel for a stranger to judge has made me really take a closer look at what is going in my body. I’m being much more mindful of my diet and in combination with the new torturous routine, I’m seeing a new me.

To be honest, I’ve always had this athletic chip on my shoulder. My dad, a natural athlete, has never had a problem maintaining his physique. He’s fit and as a result has always looked considerably younger than he is. My brother, also a natural, can look at a new sport from afar, jump in half-assed and be pretty good at it from the get-go. Me? I am more like my mom. I have to work really, really hard at something to make it stick. But I have a fierce determination that my brother doesn’t. He’s the sprinter. I run distance. While he could probably still beat me silly at a 100m sprint, he’d be done. I could keep going for another 5 miles or so.

My point is that I’ve never felt like I could be the athlete. (It is really ridiculous to feel this way, I recognize. I’ve been swimming regularly (minus 5 months in Cameroon sans pool) steadily since I was 4 or so.)  It is fun to surprise yourself, to change habits, to see yourself in a new way. And if this all happens right before you slide into your red dress before the lengthy list of holiday parties? Even better.

Have you ever surprised yourself with a new way of living? What did you do? How did it make you feel?

Cheers,

Kelli

P.S. There is a considerable lack of photos this week because I’m working on holiday projects. This will change pronto! Tonight — community dinner with gobs of food porn opportunities.

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12 Responses

  1. Wow, weights three times a week? I was just feeling happy that I went to gym three times this week–just doing cardio for a half hour. And, I’m eating cake…I definitely don’t want to keep record of what goes into my mouth–at least not during the holidays! You never cease to amaze me! You go girl! (And, have fun tonight!!!!)

  2. “Have you ever surprised yourself with a new way of living? What did you do? How did it make you feel?” I’m writing about that right now, to be blogged later…
    Did we decide to link our brains and I forget?

  3. Don’t look to me for ways to improve your health. I hate exercise and I love food. And, I am 62…gravity has taken over.

    But…when were you in Cameroon and where? My daughter taught in Yaounde for 2 years. I think she was there in 2002 and 2003. She walked in the bush somewhere there too with an anthropologist she met and spent Thanksgiving in a village helping deliver a baby. Small world. I keep feeling connections.

  4. WhAtEvEr!! You are a total athlete! At least I see you as an athlete! I know you work hard to achieve that beautiful bod, but please does it have to look that good! I hope Mr. H stands for HoT! LOL sorry I couldn’t resist. Thanks for the comments on the blog. Everything I do I ask now is this blog worthy? LOL

  5. Sounds like you were meant to find this project! You go girl! I decided today that I will be returning to my former gym to regain a membership tomorrow. Married life has added about 15 pounds to my abdomen & thighs. Not so good on the ‘ol self-esteem!!! Good-bye couch, hello gym 🙂

  6. Tina in Duluth December 11, 2008

    It is my dream to have a personal trainer! Good for you!

  7. Weights are an awesome thing! Sounds like you have an excellent trainer and what a trade!

    I joined a “torture troup” (bootcamp fitness group) last June and LOVE it! I was sore for, oh, about 2 months but never cramped up, thankfully. Just last night I went to a “make-up” class and was told by a couple of the people I work out with that I “kicked a**”! Um, that was quite a compliment and I’ll take it because the challenge of this workout was and still can be very big for me. I’m feeling so good these days: fit, energized, more clear-minded, and proud to now be able to handle most of the exercises the trainer “tortures” us with. The ab work is still pretty tough but I’m starting to accept that it’s always gonna be tough since I have had 4 c-sections, afterall. My favorite exercise is the plank!

    Kelli, you’re a “stud muffin”, as my bootcamp trainer says!

  8. You write about going to gym and feeling thin and in a good shape, and I write about our spongata? Are you trying to kill me?????

  9. You run triathlons and don’t feel like an athlete!!!!?????? PLEASE! 🙂 You make me tired just reading about your training! 😉

    As I get, (cough cough) older….I am trying to make sure I continue to exercise and am eating better than I ever have. I have always been active in sports but never ate well and I realize that eating well is half the battle and makes a huge difference in our health physically. I just read, “Fast Food Nation” and was appalled by many things about the American diet and lack of interest by the average population in what we as consumers eat and how it is prepared. I am lucky that I live in a place now where I can avoid high processed foods easily. When/if I return to live in the states, I am going to have a major change in living…ie EATING. I’m not going back to fake foods…..

  10. Hi Kelli,
    You are amazing! I wish I had your energy!
    New way of living…….thinking about giving up sugar come the first of the year! I eat way too much! Love the sweets!!
    Take care, Julie

  11. This is SO something you need to do. It’s so you!

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