On Friday, I learned this hard knee hook crossover thing. It's really, really difficult, but once I get it, the next part of the move is so cool.
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Personal Goals
We've made it to the final week of this challenge, and eight of us have zoomed past the important 50% mark. We've racked up 166 collective workouts, which means we are nothing short of impressive. It also means that we are tantalizingly close to blowing past the 200-workout milestone. In fact, if each of one of us logs at least two more workouts this week, we will easily reach that goal. Does that sound like a challenge? Good, because it is! Get thee to the gym, the track, the yoga mat, the pool or zumba studio, because we won't be happy until we're all celebrating in the doscientos zone.
Are you with us? Let's go! 200 workouts or bust!
On Friday, I learned this hard knee hook crossover thing. It's really, really difficult, but once I get it, the next part of the move is so cool.
Introducing my new move: the Crotch Coffin. It involves using my inner thigh muscles like vice grips, hence my "crotch of steel!" Before I mastered this, we worked on hip keys, which are so unforgiving. It's not so easy to fan kick your legs once you're in midair. Grrrr.
Do you want to know who you are? Don't ask. Act! Action will delineate and define you.” ~ Thomas Jefferson
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Buffin declared yesterday to be Big Booty Thursday. That was fine with me, because it meant I could sing my Big Booty song. The boring details: band-walking, leg presses (200+lbs, baby!), hamstring curls, lunges, squats, squats, squats, and one final stair run where my legs turned to jelly. The fun details: While on the Smith machine (it's like assisted barbell squats), Anthony came up behind me, hugged me under the arms, and made himself into a human chair so that I squatted into his lap. If only all squats were like that. It was magical.
My booty is hurting big today. Big-time.
It sounds like a dream come true. A group of scientists have focused the latest fitness research into a workout program designed to deliver all the benefits of high-intensity interval training in just seven minutes. The seven minutes are, of course, expected to be unpleasant, but now you really have no excuses for squeezing in your daily exercise. Our friends at Greatist.com tried out this program, and they said they felt they needed to do it twice before it felt like a workout. Have you tried it? Let us know what you think!
»THE SCIENTIFIC 7-MINUTE WORKOUT
http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/05/09/the-scientific-7-minute-workout/?ref=nutrition
»WE TRIED THE “SCIENTIFIC 7-MINUTE WORKOUT.” IS IT WORTH THE HYPE?
http://greatist.com/fitness/seven-minute-interval-workout-051313
"Set high standards and few limitations for yourself." ~ Anthony J. D'Angelo
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Yesterday in aerial silks class, there were only two of us, so I got my own silk the whole time. We were working hard! We worked on bicycle climbs, opposite-side knee hook hip keys, hip keys from the air, and starting learning the beginning wrap of a "Peter Pan." I don't know yet what a Peter Pan is, but I was more of a dead Wendy bird. I've been working on knee hooks for, oh, two-ish years. They are hard, because, you know, there's all your body weight, and it's supported by your knee. So right now I'm building up to it by starting from the ground. One of my next strength hurdles is being able to get my butt over my head in the air, and then hook my knee and hold on for God and Country. Oof. Onward, with baby steps to the big guns.
I'm doing a really good job of training Buffin on how to train me. He told me to do a wall sit, and then immediately pretended we were having a tea party, raised pinkies and all. I didn't even have to instigate the make-believe this time! When we weren't having a tea party, and when I wasn't flirting with all of the other trainers, we were doing hamstring curls, leg presses, lat pull-downs, and a motherload of deadlifts at 135lbs. Fraidy watched the deadlifts for awhile, which I enjoyed because I could show off my new pink weightlifting wraps. At the end, Buffin told me to do stair runs. I thought he was joking. He was not joking. Then I rearranged all the pictures on the trainer board so all my favorite gym boyfriends were on the same side. Trainer Mike yelled at me for moving his picture - I think he thinks if his picture is in the middle of the two boards it makes him cooler, but it does not. After I left the gym, the trainer board caused quite a bit of drama because they were all arguing over the order I arranged them in, and what it meant about who is my favorite. I like to keep the boys guessing.
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