I’m at the gym on training day. I’m doing my first exercise of the night- throwing a medicine ball down as hard as I can, then picking it up, throwing it forward, walking to it, and doing it all over again. I hate this work out. HATE THIS WORK OUT… but something changed on my last throw. A woman working out nearby saw the medicine ball and said, ‘WOW! Twenty pounds?!’. Franz said, ‘YEP!’. I sat, confused. This isn’t normal? Is that a lot of weight? Apparently it is…
That’s what’s so funny about working out with Franz. I am pushed to do things I wouldn’t do on my own, and sometimes, I don’t even realize how physically strong I am.
So, let’s go over a couple of the numbers from this particular work out day. After my twenty pound medicine ball throwing, I did 10 reps-4 times, of pulling 135 pounds back in what I call the ‘Pull Back’. Good enough name, right? Wouldn’t it be lovely if I knew (or listened) to the real names?? In between reps, I did 10 push ups. Kill me. Next up, was planking, but I had to plank on one arm, while moving weights from one side of my body to the other, and then switch to the other arm. In between reps, I pushed a 25 lb weight over my head, one arm at a time. Fast forward a few more fancy moves, and my very last ‘challenge’ was holding 40 lb kettle bells in each hand (90 lbs!! (Almost) Exactly what I’ve lost!) , and walking back and forth down the track, for 2 minutes. Sounds like it might be easy… it’s not.
Numbers don’t lie. I don’t know where I started… but holy crap I can do a lot more than I thought I could, now.
P.S.- I am writing this and my arms are shaking. The next two days are gonna be rough.
P.P.S- Today I taught the little boy I nanny how to show his muscles (and grunt while doing it). Clearly an important skill.