Entries in fitness (3)

Thursday
Feb252010

dear readers, love jillian

This post is dedicated to Gail Felcher.  She has inspired me to think completely in Dear Such’n’such, Love Jill statements. xx

Dear hurricane,
You have made me miserable, congratulations. Apparently you’re here for the weekend. Awesome.
Regards,
Soaking wet Jill

Dear LuLu Lemon gym bag,
Thank you for being waterproof and saving my most prized possessions from water damage.
Thanks a mil,
Glass half full Jillian 

Dear hot shower,
You saved my life tonight...
Warm regards,
Clean Jill

Dear roommate’s pizza in the fridge,
I want to eat you, but I can’t.
Best,
Hungry, Hungry Hippo Jillian

Dear Ultimate Loser competition,
Thanks to you I cannot even order my own pizza to eat… and it’s also your fault I am so ravenous right now.  Here’s to the greater good, though.
See you at weigh in tomorrow,
Still not skinny Jillian

Dear Kelly,
Thanks for pushing my limits tonight, despite my sheer miserableness.  I can now say I’ve done 150 pushups in a workout session and ran at 9.0 on the treadmill.
Cheers,
Jillian Athletica

Dear Body,
You’ve been a real trooper, thanks for hanging in there.  Sadly I cannot tell you things are going to change anytime soon other than your weight – I mean it.  Lose it already.  I’ll write to our metabolism and see what she can do for us.
Many thanks,
Your BFF Jillian

Dear Metabolism,
Your letters keep getting returned.  More than ever, I’m convinced that you’ve left my body and put up camp in someone else’s body.  Someone else more deserving of nachos and margaritas, I suppose.  What can I do to make it up to you?  You’re welcome back anytime.
Hope to see you soon,
Patient and sad Jillian

Dear Bank Account,
Happy Bonus Day!  I am sorry I immediately paid bills with all your new found money.  Someday we’ll live in harmony.
Best regards,
Fiscally responsible Jillian

Dear Weekend,
Can’t wait to see you.  Please don’t tempt me with delicious, salty treats and cold beers.  You know they’re my downfall.  Regardless, we’re going to get some good sleeping done!
Woop woop,
Happy Jillian

Dear Atlantic Ocean,
You suck. I wish I was with my hubby right now, and always.
Sincerely,
You suck

Dear Co-Workers,
You guys are saints for putting up with me some days… most days.  Thanks for making life a little more bearable on the not-so-good days.
Thx,
Jillian Web Marketing Specialist

Dear Lady Gaga,
You rock; you’re an inspiration.
Lots of love,
Gaga by Night Jillian

Dear Husband, Family and Friends,
Thank you for always encouraging me and supporting me.  I wouldn’t be here without you. I love you!
Love always,
Jill/Jilly/Bean

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Monday
Feb152010

Me and the Ultimate Loser (UL)

My gym has created its own Biggest Loser program, The Ultimate Loser.  A lot of companies and organizations have taken on something similar.  However, this is not just chalking numbers on a board each week.  They are focusing on the tough love Bob and Jillian give to all of their contestants.   Intense training, some nutrition tips and tricks… and a scale.  Every week for six weeks. 

So, $25 for registration, a tshirt, six last chance workouts (1/wk) and weekly weigh-ins.  For $165 you get all of that plus six additional training sessions (1/wk).  I thought that $165 for 12 training sessions is a huge value.  I mean… who needs new UGGs when I could be working on skinnier calves to shove in my old ones anyway! ;)

Prize?  Weight loss and improved physical condition along with maybe a free month of membership or something, not sure.

My commitment and enthusiasm? Here we goooo.

I weighed in for the first time on Friday, February 5th.  The woman sees the number on the scale and precedes to write one pound less than this number on my sheet.  I didn't correct her?  Jillian... typical.

Week One.

Tuesday February 9th
Group training session with Kelly… KellzBellz (omg am I in for it) was actually pretty OK!  From what I understand, the mean part/tough love comes in tomorrow evening at “last chance workout.”  However, she did push me much farther than my body has been in awhile.

No kettleballs, thank god. But all the squatting and wall sits and core work… hard work just the same!  My muscles were twitching like CRAZY by the end of the workout.  Can only mean pain tomorrow.

Wednesday February 10th
OMG am I sore!  I was kind of expecting this to happen.  I am walking like a penguin and getting up and down out of chairs does not go without flinching.  After a little research, I’ve discovered there is an actual science and term for the way I feel, Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness (DOMS). http://sportsmedicine.about.com/cs/injuries/a/doms.htm 

Yep.  Delayed alright.  I toyed with the idea of doing the elliptical today for a half hour or so just to keep movement up, but the penguin flippers didn’t march me back to the gym today after all.  Lots of water.  Some carbs… and mental preparation for tomorrow’s LAST CHANCE WORKOUT f-m-l.

Monday February 15th
Well, despite what you might think after needing 4 days to update my log, I survived last chance workout (LCW).  I actually felt a little better Friday morning after the workout than I did Wednesday and Thursday morning, surprisingly!  However, it only took 32 seconds on the treadmill to realize my leg muscles weren’t quite ready to run yet.  Elliptical for 45 mins instead.

Friday I weighed in.  Flat even from last week, but lets remember I didn't correct the woman at the original weigh in.  So really it means one pound less than the week before.  Regardless... baby steps?  I’m pretty sure on the show contestants are dropping double digits the first three weeks.   Oh well, I wasn’t the most behaved girl the previous weekend!  Superbowl food? Who could resist?!

Here we go week two!

Tuesday
Oct062009

zuuuumbaaaaa

You may or may not be familiar with this latest (?) and greatest cardio sensation but either way picture me, Sarah and Liz (coworkas) doing this:

Yes, its slightly frightening to envision but I can promise you that it was mostly just hilarious.  I mean... I did take it pretty seriously, though. ;) 

You can control how much you get out of the workout, the more you shake your bon bon and the faster the more you'll have a sore toosh on your morning commute, haha.

I definitely broke a sweat and laughed a lot, mostly at my non coordinated self. But ohhh the salsa'ing', I was in my glory.  And clearly I would find it appropriate to fist pump in Zumba class, don't judge.

Now for Sarah this class was serious dancing in the mirror time and she took a slower and sexier approach to the workout, dork. :P jk girl, we know how you do.

Fortunately for Liz, this is her gym so she gets to go back for more bon bon shaking. It's offered at my gym... I'm not totally dismissing the idea of round two.  We shall see!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADY G! LOVE YOU! XOXOXOXO

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