I hate changing schedules! I was supposed to meet with my trainer on Friday morning, and I had to reschedule because I had another meeting that unfortunately trumps training. I went Saturday instead. Now I’m starting to get confused. She really made me work! I did chin-up and dips, and she increased the weight by 10 pounds. Then, in between sets, she had me do calf raises, which in ballet would be eleves, but done as fast as possible. Then we proceeded to a core series: assisted crunch machine–30 crunches with a 30 second hold at the end, then to the crunch machine and had that set at 80 pounds for a set of 15, then to the sitting ab crunch machine with feet extended 15 at 65 pounds, then over to the incline bench and do a sit up to standing position with a twist from side to side and a 10 pound plate for 15. Went through the series 3 times. Our concert that night was cancelled due to bad weather. But it feels like Friday. Sunday comes and I go to church then cook a bit, then we head down to our next concert which is roughly in the same area as where we practice. Leave at 5, get home at 11. But we practice on Mondays, so now when I wake up on Monday, it’s TUESDAY. All the things I’m supposed to do on Tuesday I’ve done on Monday without the bonuses. Then we head down for practice, and it’s Monday again. Smoke is appearing out my ears. Standing on cement in flip flops, in a twisted position playing 2 instruments at once, and all that ab work is taking its toll, and now my calves are cramping because of the shoes. I’m stiff when I get into the car and drive home. Left at 6, getting back about 10:20. 15 miles from home, hit a deer. DAM! Damage to the headlight on driver’s side, Left front panel, destroyed driver’s side mirror. I have no idea what day it is now. Go and get something for supper (missed due to rehearsal) and I think it’s Free Pie Wednesday. Lord knows I don’t need pie. So I get some.
Then I limp out of the restaurant WIDE AWAKE, and go home. I have a training session this morning, at 9 or 8 or is that Yesterday or maybe tomorrow, then I have more stuff to do… all the Tuesday stuff I did on Monday has to be redone today. Argh…thus the title: Owie
Measureable progress 