I finally found a fitness magazine where I appreciate every article. I picked up a copy of Experience Life magazine for Kat while she was in the hospital, and ended up reading it cover to cover within minutes.
What I liked about it was that it focused on athletic-minded people looking to get more fit for a further function and not just for aesthetic reasons. In fact, especially NOT for those reasons. I liked that it focused on training questions, mindset questions, and other issues around how to lift a bar. The workouts in the book worked neatly with what I’m doing with Core Performance. And there weren’t any sensational grab articles about getting the best bikini body by June.
Voice: Is this Chris Brogan?
Me: Uh, yes it is.
Voice: Here’s that ass kicking you ordered.
I feel thrashed. It’s kind of my own fault. Because I didn’t get yesterday done, I doubled up. Can you say, ‘stupid idea?’ I knew midway through the official Wednesday of Week 2 workout that I was asking for the pain. And then yet again, Tuesday (what I was making up for) kicked my ass plenty fine on its own.
I started a yahoogroups discussion list for Core Performance. Hopefully, I’ll have some decent discussions with people doing the workout, and that might promote better understanding of the workout, while also discussing other workout tips and information similar to the system in Verstegen’s book.
No workout today. Kat had to go to the hospital. She’s fine now. I did, however, walk nearly 7 miles today, according to my pedometer.
Week 2, Day 1 — I was kind of dreading this one, because it looked like a lot more things to do than the first week. Well, it’s not that the program isn’t kicking my ass, because it is, but it wasn’t all that bad.
I was home today, because Kat’s got something medical going on, and I really didn’t want to work out. I was tired. I was grumpy. And I’m really not exceptionally self-motivated when given the opportunity to slack off. But somehow, I managed to dig in there and do it.
Recently, I’ve been falling into a strange awareness. I’ve been noticing the way we all look in this country. I’m talking about that statistic we hear about in the news: about 1 in 3 of us being considered very obese. This is usually something we see, we nod about, and then carry on with our day. I am this statistic. And so are a lot of other people.
Three kids playing in the church parking lot near my house, and all three are very overweight. These kids are maybe 10. I’m at the grocery store tonight, and there are people with over a hundred pounds to lose wheeling monster carts of food down the aisles, piled to the top with Coke Classic, Oreos, pork chops, and she’s trying to get a big mega bag of chips onto the top without it falling off (I’m not making this up).
I just checked out a site called diet blog. It’s more or less a news feed for diet information, but it’s pretty entertaining. Better than reading more about your reality show of choice.
Last fall: I barely managed to jog a mile.
Today: Hey, no problem. Except for the breathing and the 95% of maximum heart rate bit. But woo. I’m getting there. It took me 10 minutes. I think last year took me a half hour.
The best part? I feel like I’m still full of juice and ready to do other things today. Hello, sun!
4- Didn’t do it. Sorry, guys.
Day 5- First day of doing the Strength section. Holy f#(c)k! It was probably some of the hardest working out I’ve done in my life. I can’t BELIEVE I’m doing this with only 25 pound dumbbells. They are PLENTY heavy, trust me. I’d have used lesser weights for one or two of the exercises. Well, on one I did.