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Oliver, I am very confused about my own challenge. Maybe it's because I'm in Hawai'i, maybe it's because I'm in a different time zone, but if my challenge goes through 12/28 shouldn't all my efforts on the 28th count towards the challenge? But all my challenge goals aren't showing up on my regular feed page. I had to type in the http address of Silk Road Chap 2 to update. I ran a mile. I'm counting all of that.
Today I ran a mile. You may remember this was a goal I had back in 2009, which I dropped during the early days of 2010. There's only one elliptical in this gym on my island and it was taken, so I hopped on the treadmill (the view from which is pictured to the left). First I thought, "Maybe I'll power walk." Then thought, "Maybe today is the day I run a mile." So I started running, and I decided I wouldn't stop until I had hit a mile. It took me 17 minutes at a granny jog pace and the only thing that kept me from stopping was the thought of getting the satisfaction of writing this sentence: SUCK MY RICHARD, MILE.
I did not fullly complete this chapter of The Silk Road, but I went to a regular gym three times while home for the holidays, which is a historical moment and personal best. 2011, I will eat you for breakfast with a side of relish.
I'm feeling somewhat better and have started adding some light workouts to my daily routine again. One of my besties gave me the 4-Hr Body as a graduation present and while I don't necessarily agree with all of the ideas presented, I do love the "experimental lifestyle" concept and I'm feeling my pre-flu fitness motivations returning. The experimental lifestyle concept is basically set a challenge for yourself and stick with it for a certain amount of time in order to find out what works for your body. Sound familiar (ahem, SW)?! Anyway, it's the reason I started silks yr-long challenge in the first place and why I'm also starting a yr-long Krav Maga challenge in January. Too bad there's no SW group challenge for that one, tho :-(
I'm off to play with my newly purchased Accu-Measure calipers! Happy New Years, everyone!
Vanilla bubble bath ^_^ Oh, and treadmills are so boring. I set it on an incline and couldn't get myself past 2 miles. Staring at curtains just doesn't cut it. At the very least, the den had no heat so it almost felt like I was running outside without the snow, which was sadly the high point of it all.
How can it be that Christine planned the aerial finale in the saffron glow of Om Factory that I wasn't going to make it to but then I went and she didn't? How?
Another sweet AntiGravity teacher @ OmFactor. I'm getting the sense that AntiGravity instructors are the sweetest of instructors, per capita.
Then I walked along Riverside Park in all its NYC snow day glory. At first I felt a little guilty that the footpaths were plowed better than many (most?) side streets. But then I realized, no, that's the way it should be. Thank you, city, for having some priorities right.
Needing not-quite-healthy comfort, I ordered singapore chow mai fun @ Ollie's to Go and preemptively requested no plastic bag. Obliging, they gave it to me in a brown paper bag but they wrapped the take-out container in a clear plastic bag. What to do? While I love this goal, I'm looking forward to it being over.
Silkies - I'm using some ancient version of Internet Explorer and can't comment on your posts, but I just want you to know that I think you are fit and beautiful and I am proud of you for powering through the holidays. Love, von Hottie
Is there a "most miles travelled for fitness" award? Because I would like to get it. I had last minute plans to meet a friend on the other side of the island - a 2.5 hour drive away. The only person who teaches aerial silks on this island lives in that area, so I emailed her. She was unavailable, but gave me the number of her student who might be able to give me a lesson, but that girl was also unavailable. So if it had worked out, I would have travelled 5,000 miles by plane, plus another 90 by car just to take a silks class.
Instead, after playing with my goddaugther muffins on one side of the island, I went back to the gym on my side of the island. I accidentally sang out loud to Cee Lo Green's "F*ck You" while on the elliptical. Whoopsie. Sorry big boyz section.
The plan was, I would go to the beach with my sister, and then she would drop me off at the gym and have lunch with her friend. Only after the beach, we discovered the gym was closed on Sundays. Mother&*%$#%y%^*(#@ stupid rural gyms, stupid island life BOOOOOO! I miss Crunch! I miss yoga studios that have more than one class a day. AGONY.
At least I got to have fresh fish on my tacos.
Merry Christmas! Beach-time, nap-time, present-time . . . no fitness time.
Christmas Eve. My sister and I meant to hike down into one of the valleys, but we got going too late and it was too muggy. Instead we helped my uncle with a construction project on the bar he's building next to his house. We call it "The Hootch."
The only gym on my side of the island shares a warehouse with the locally-made ice cream company. Welcome to island life. It was a little disconcerting walking into a tiny rural gym. I'm so used to urban gyms, like the sleekness of Equinox or the colorful quirkiness of Crunch. This gym is all business, no perks. I don't think they even have showers. It was $20 for a week pass, and in the middle of the afternoon, the only inhabitants were two grandmas, two body builders, and a whole lotta pink sweaty pink von bosoms. There was no Portal to Another World, but there was an assisted pull-up machine and an elliptical, so I got right down to business.
Later, at the beach, I think I annoyed my good friend from high school. I was hyped up on exercise endorphins like a five-year old on twizzlers. "Hey look at this ab exercise. Can you do that? Hey check out this plank, can you do that? Hey, watch me hula hoop, can you do that? Hey hey hey I'm an aerial acrobaaaaat!!!!!!"
Dad took over "tag" duties with the nephew so I got a chance to sneak a workout. I did plenty of core work, hula hooping. I tried to devise an awkward assisted pullup device using our old decrepit rope swing, but it didn't quite cut it.
My baby sister woke me up early and we jog/walked up and down my parent's loooong driveway a few times. Since she forced me out of bed, I said I was going to train her in aerial abs/core conditioning. I've never been so proud as I when I made my sister groan 3 reps into each exercise. At some point she pleaded, "Please tell me we are done." I replied, "Sorry, there's one more exercise." Welcome to The Silk Road aka One Year to Drill Sergeant!
Silkies! I have not abandoned you. I'm in Hawai'i with my family for the holidays. It's been a lot of quality time, and I've had to make the choice between taking time to exercise, or taking time to write about exercise. Here are a lot of catchup posts.
Monday- Long travel day. I arrive to a very energetic nephew, who immediately "tags" me. I start to chase him down the hill, obviously giving him the lead. He turns around and says, "It's ok, I know you can't run." Then he takes off into the dark. Ah, my beloved, adorable, speedy little brat.
More catchup. Hopefully I'll drag my butt on the ol' treadmill (no really, I've had it for ~15 years) later since I can't make it out of the house to gym it up. Oh, and I owe myself another bubble bath tonight.
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