pretty aggressive...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010 at 10:28AM This week KC taught us how to do a Turkish Get Up with a kettlebell. Turkasaykettlewhat? It is a kettlebell exercise I've always seen people do but now I can do it too! I am so proud of me and the baby 8kg kettlebell, haha.
Check it out:
I would have given KC some blog fame here but her video is only on FB and I can't figure out how to put it on here. However, she will support my disclaimer that you shouldn't try this without proper instruction first. Or at least she instilled enough fear of Turkish Kettleball Gods in me during her instructions to think so.
So from what I remember (more on 'learning' later), the exercise has several benefits for mind and body. It's mentally exhausting to concentrate and ensure that this weight doesn't come crashing down on you. You have to keep your core engaged pretty much the entire time and it is certainly an act of stability. It will also get your heart rate up as you start to do them continuously. The one other thing KC reiterated was about teaching your arms how to move around your body properly. Turkish Get Up - voila!
The other exercise we did last night has left what feel like welts on my hip bones. I had a resistance band around my hips and had to sprint against it with someone holding me back. Harder than it looks. Ouch.
I got to thinking last night... Training adults in a gym must be a little like teaching children in a preschool. However, it is not an official classroom and for this I think adults struggle to understand that personal training requires as much listening as it does doing. I couldn't count on my hands the amount of times that KC had to tell me "your other left" last night.
You've got all your typical children in a gym that you would see in a preschool. The know-it-alls (who don't), the adhd, the panic stricken, the complainers/whiners, those who need constant reassurance and pats on the back and the aggressive bullys.... But worst of all, it is in adult form.
I probably represent a little of all those qualities. I sometimes fight the urge to raise my hand to speak... but that's only after I've completely cut someone else off from speaking. HAHA. I am a piece of work, but I don't think I'm the worst out there.
It just further proves the point that no one's job is easy and it takes a certain kind of person to be able to do different jobs. I would probably end up throwing a kettlebell at someone if they weren't paying attention to what I was saying. And that's why I can't be a trainer... amongst several hundred thousand other reasons.
Here we go Broad Street Run a mere 5 days away! Ahh!
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