A little update on my fitness quest...my knee has miraculously stopped giving me problems. Seriously....overnight. (I think it heard the threat of a visit to the doctor.) Unfortunately it did not happen before the Rahr 5K and I was not able to join John and Leslye in the walk. John's goal was to NOT finish last. He achieved his goal with a personal best time, was not last overall and was not even last in his age group. So now, I have a new goal...when I do my next (first) 5K, I hope to beat his time. It was a pretty good time so I may fall short but we will see.
My Couch to 5K class members have zoomed away from me so our compromise is that we stretch together, do our 5 minute warm-up walk and then they take off their way and I plod along on mine. Skinny Runner Girl is doing really well and Mr. Mom is no longer worrying about his potential injuries so they are pleased with the class. Am I pleased? Well, I haven't given up. Last week during my 24 minute time on the course, I actually ran 6 minutes out of the 24....not consecutively but hey....it was 6 minutes! Now, my jogging pace is probably slower than most dedicated walkers' walking pace but tell that to my heart! It definitely feels the difference.
I have been able to convince strength trainer son to join me at the Y twice a week to be my personal trainer. We narrowly missed a reprimand the first day because non-Y trainers are not allowed on the floor but my skinny 5K "coach" realized that he was family and called off the Y police. Strength trainer son has been patient with me...for the most part...and my lack of ability to follow directions. Yesterday though I tested the limits of his endurance. We were working on dumbbell bench presses (look it up) and I could not get my arms in the right position. Nevertheless strength trainer son added more weight. The conversation went like this:
Me: This is too hard
STS: Ma, that's why they call them weights!
That makes sense but it doesn't make it any easier! I cannot say that he enjoys these training sessions but he is humoring me....think of it as couch rent.
On the other 2 or 3 days that I go to the Y alone, I use the weight machines (strength trainer son uses only free weights) and walk on the treadmill. I start at 3.0 mph and go up .1/mph at each new song on my playlist. And that is when my own personal concert begins! My ipod is loaded with songs that have a good pace and beat to them...and that I like. (No sense listening to things I don't like no matter what the pace.) I lip-synch along with my music (at least I hope I am lip-synching) and try hard not to add the hand motions that I feel the music needs. So far no one has moved away from my treadmill but I do get some confused looks from the true fitness freaks. (I think those are caused by those aforementioned hand motions!) So what are my current favorite "silent sing alongs"?
You Can Call Me Al by Paul Simon
Call Me Maybe (The Glee version)
Marry You by Bruno Mars
Done by The Band Perry
The Longest Time by Billy Joel
Ice Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice
Telephone by Lady Gaga
Turn on the Radio by Reba McIntire
Stuck Like Glue by Sugarland
Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5
Pretty varied playlist but it works for me. I try to spend about 30 minutes on the treadmill.
So what's your favorite background workout music? Are you also guilty of a lip-synch concert on the treadmill? I need more encouragement, friends.
The next time you see me, you won't notice any change in my appearance (except for looking more and more like my Dad) but I am not giving up on this goal. Slow and steady wins the race....and a reward of Seattle's Best Pumpkin Pie Latte helps, too.