So far I have managed gym 2 days a week for a couple of weeks and am feeling better, weight is yoyoing about quite a bit. The last two weekends have just been mum emergency dominated so no chance to do the long fartlek workouts that I love, weather has been cold, foggy, stormy and just nowhere to exercise in safety (rural area no street lights or pavements) except the gym.
I try and do something different on treadmill and rower on every visit. last night I thought I would give gradient a go on the treadmill – started at 0 and 4 kmh increased gradient by 0.5 every 30 seconds for 10 minutes, was all OK began to feel it at around 8 minutes and struggled for last 30 seconds.
Always have a feeling of instability on the treadmill so last night I tried wearing normal old comfy trainers and not running shoes, it felt so much better, must try that again see if it was just an anomaly, I always use the same treadmill so that is a constant factor.
As my poor little legs were tired and achy I did a straight ten minutes on rower 1250m, these are all benchmarks for me to beat in coming weeks.
Big sudden inexplicable weight gain yesterday and a big sudden inexplicable weight loss today – I weigh daily in order to get statistical data and a decent trend line – ask Steve lol
Monday I was aching after the gym, Tuesday I felt fine, this morning (https://fatnessnowfitness.wordpress.com/2014/01/22/old-age-or-doms-tj143/?preview=true&preview_id=3434&preview_nonce=34a8c4d6ca&post_format=standard) I felt that I may have had DOMS.
Gradually during the day the ache went – old age and arthritis then says the jury! So off I go all happy to the gym where the treadmill awaits.
Just done a minute on treadmill and laces come undone, I stop the machine and then it won’t restart, not keen anyway so rather than wait for an instructor I jump on the rower. Instead of a hiit I think I know I’ll do 5k I have 38 minutes before I have to leave to collect son from work!
All I can say is ouch ouch ouch, and yay that feels great – I did it. Was flagging a bit and two guys came along and were racing each other so I joined in got the 5k done in 36 min 10 seconds – was very pleased with that and I could feel the sweat despite the arctic air conditioning. I may suffer more tomorrow but that is apparently good, so Steve tells me!
Well, I am still alive after thre or four sessions on the dreadmill! I am gradually becoming used to it, but tonight I discovered that I really don’t like being next to someone else running. I find myself trying to keep up with them, and in my case it was a fit young man covered in sweat and going hell for leather.
I also discovered that I can step back a bit from the controls and that improved the way I was running, but I still feel very flat footed and heavy on the dreaded thing! I shall, of course , persevere but I don’t actually have to enjoy it to do it do I?
God help me but I went back to the gym and did a bit more on the infernal machine, feels so very awkward and as if there is more impact. All the rowing machines were taken/broken (as usual) so I had two goes on the dreadmill.
Horrible ‘young’ people ‘music’ blaring out all over the place, it even drowned out my headphones which were trying to play nice ‘old’ people music!
So I got on did a little warm up and then ran for about 5 minutes, tried a rowing machine – broken so went back on the treadmill – do a little interval I thought! Silly me, got over-excited. You know how you click something on a touch screen and nothing happens ? Then you click again and again……. so all of a sudden I went from 5.5 kmh to 7.00 kmh and was slipping about the place, hanging on for grim death and hit the stop button.
The stop button also was reluctant to accept my gentle caresses, so I went back to trying to decrease the speed with the minus button, that worked, this felt like hours but was only about a minute – did the interval then !
I understand the benefits of these machines, like I understand the necessity to pay tax but I don’t like doing either ! I will persevere because it is good for me to overcome fear of inanimate objects and irrational phobias, perhaps like running, I will come to love the things. Never say never.
Anyone who knows me will know my terror of treadmills, following a hospital test which caused an angina attack!
So Steve does his magic drip drip drip technique and some while back I actually walked on one, the lady at the gym was amazing – I explained my fear and she stood next to me, chatting for a full five minutes as I walked on the flat, slow, treadmill. My knuckles were pure white, I was attached to a ‘deadman’s brake’. I got off feeling terrible, headache, stiff shoulders and fingers from gripping so hard.
Gradually over time I have gotten to a point where I can walk quite quickly, without hanging on, for up to half an hour.
Tonight – for the first time ever, I RAN on the treadmill, not mega fast, but without holding on and for 5 whole minutes. It felt very odd, completely different from ‘real’ running. It was not an experience which I enjoyed (except the victory over my fear) and not one I look forward to doing again.
I have been very down recently due to many things in my life and have missed exercising for a whole week, but my little stint at the gym has made me feel alive again – I’m back!