For the last few weeks, I haven’t been in official training. I’ve been doing these very weird things, having me in the gym at 5am. In the morning. AM.
For 7 years, every morning, I would head down to the gym and do 30 minutes of elliptical (*yawn*), and 30 minutes of *strength*. Every morning, 6 days a week. You get to know all the scoop in my small town, because that’s when the farmers go to the gym. It seems as if I always knew who I would have to fight for a certain machine, and I was always secretly glad when I got there ahead of this one guy…I liked pissing him off at 5am. But, I digress.
So, June 1 will start training for Marine Corps Marathon. In the meantime…
- Spin Class. Sweaty, good fun, but um, where are we going? Nowhere. We are sweating all over the floor.
- Yoga. My favorite class, but I go in thinking: This is so easy. And, halfway through I’m sweating. All over the floor.
- Stair Master. Not the fun elliptical kind that moves you the way it wants to. This is some Jacob’s laddery type thing invented by Satan himself. And I have a 35 minute routine that has me sideways, backways, double stepping, whatEVER. And I sweat. All over the handles. And the floor.
- Spin-Yoga days. Where I do both.
- Running 3 days a week.
My thighs feel like steel metal. My coach assures me that they are supposed to feel this way. I know I’m a girl…but secretly, I LIKE feeling like IronMan. Just for a little bit.