Given my general horrible health and the fact that I can’t run at a steady clip for more than 15 minutes, today’s Insanity workout, Pure Cardio, was a bit intimidating to pop into the DVD player. When, in the beginning of the workout, Shaun T himself admits to being afraid, you know it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.
That being said, though, I was able to finish the entire workout. Not that I did the entire workout without taking breaks, but I made it through to the end. Given my medical history, that’s saying a lot. Of course, I modified the crap out of the workout. Yes, I felt like an old-man with a walker in the lane next to Usain Bolt, but I knew it was for my own good. And, about halfway through, I felt the echoes of a shin splint in my left leg taunting me.
My shin splint didn’t return, but I did feel a warm tightness as if my body was saying, “Careful, Ed.”
So I took it slow.
My shirt was still drenched at the end and my heart rate was still pounding in my neck, but I was a bit smarter about it than the last time around.
On a side note, I love that the people in the DVD seem to be struggling as much as I am. As someone who’s not in the kind of amazing shape my wife is in, it’s kinda nice to see that I’m not the only one begging for mercy.
I’ve been walking a lot lately. Yes, it’s good exercise, but I’ve usually been walking to 300-calorie caramel lattes, so it sort of cancels itself out. Today I walked a few miles and was going at a pretty steady pace. By the time I got home I was already a pretty sweaty mess (My wife is such a lucky person) and I gave myself about an hour before I started in on today’s round of Insanity.
I only made it about 25 minutes into the 43-minute workout before I had to cut it short. Even with my modifying of the jumps, toning them down from jumps to steps, I knew I wouldn’t be able to last the whole time (Long story short, I’ve never been able to last long at all-things cardio, which kinda stinks. I come from a family of long-distance runners and in high school it was always something I wanted to do but physically couldn’t). Apparently my body needs a bit more time in between walks and Insanity workouts (or, like I did the previous two days, do Insanity earlier in the day, and then walk).
It’s always a bit discouraging when I have to cut a workout short – or else end up passed out on the floor – but Sarah helps me to remember it’s a good thing to be smart about it. And, at the end of the day, 25 minutes of Insanity is still 25 minutes of Insanity.
As I mentioned yesterday, I’m taking things a bit easier with Insanity. Of course, this is Insanity, so that’s a pretty relative term. Although I’m stepping instead of jumping, it doesn’t mean I didn’t collapse on the floor every time we were supposed to be doing push-ups. I think I did like 3 push-ups and the rest of my time was spent panting.
On the upside, I’m really good at the jabs and uppercuts that come near he end of the workout. I owned that part.
Did the Fit Test today. Even my hair hurts.
I took a sneak peek at tomorrow’s disc and kind of skimmed through to see what I was going to have to do. Just watching it gave me a headache.
I. Am. Going. To. Die.
One of the things I was looking forward to when I moved back to Indiana was going down to the boxing club. Dad’s been a boxing coach for as long as I can remember and was a boxer for quite a few years before that.
Last night after work I went with Dad down to the boxing club to work out. I don’t even remember the last time I trained with Dad [I must have been around 16 or 17] and I was excited to return. I’m still sore, and I love it.
The workout killed me and I reveled in every last minute of it. The training agenda hasn’t changed a bit since the last time I was there so I was able to get right into the groove of it all. Three one-minute rounds of warm-ups, three one-minute rounds of speed heavybags, and then three rounds each of heavybag, swaybag, and speedbag.
By the end of it all I was nothing but a big sweaty mess but I didn’t mind at all. I’d worked hard to get that way. I’m looking forward to going back again next Friday night. The club is officially closed for the summer, but a few guys still like to go down so Dad opens it up once a week. The actual training season will start in a few weeks and the club will be open three times a week.
Dad’s a great boxing coach [that’ll happen when you’re as good in the ring as he was] and it was good to step back in and have him spotting me. I’m not looking for any bouts or fights, I’m just there for the workout. And it ain’t too bad. If you’re in the Dekalb County area, I highly recommend it. Unlike most gyms that charge an arm and a leg each month to join, the Dekalb County Boxing Club only charges five bucks a year, and Dad only charges that because that’s what the boxing commission requires. Dad’s never charged more than that required minimum because he wanted as many kids to be able to participate that wanted to join.
If you want me to keep you posted on when the club will officially open for the season, drop me a line. It’s a heckuva workout, and you won’t be sorry.