Keroin
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"There are only two kinds of people that benefit from running - physical therapists and orthopaedic surgeons."
Bite your tongue!!!
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"There are only two kinds of people that benefit from running - physical therapists and orthopaedic surgeons."
My ass is relatively trim, thank you very much.
I've used rowing machines before but they bore the hell out of me. They're worse than treadmills, in fact.
Bite your tongue!!!
What? I didn't say it. I'm just repeating it because it's valid.
The few rare times when I've run, it has been in my converse allstars. Very little padding there, and it worked just fine for sprinting. And many many times my dad has suggested just running in combat boots. He used to do it all the time.
WOW! I had to go back three pages to find this thread.
OK, roll call! How's everyone doing out there. MWY? How's the running? Cattypuss, still rocking the cardio machines? Hommy, you better be doing some lifting or I will have to unleash some wroth on your ass. Lizzie, how goes the sensible eating plan?
Yes, I'm cracking the whip. Don't fall into the winter doldrums!!! I want sweat! I want grunts! I want muscles pulsing and flexing and...and...
(Sorry, I need a moment alone).
OK, first day back at the gym. Running season is officially closed thanks to copious snow and ice. Bought a three month pass and I plan to make it in at least five days a week for weights, cardio and swimming. Usually I prefer to train in the afternoon but I think I will switch to evenings so that I can get some bright lights and stimulation during these freaking short, dark winter days.
I pledge to stretch more. I have really dropped the ball with that.
Anyone else?

Hommy, you better be doing some lifting or I will have to unleash some wroth on your ass.
Running season is officially closed thanks to copious snow and ice.
I'm sure your knees are sighing in relief.
*squeaks*
Funny you should mention it today Keroin, I've been being all nerdy, and I just posted a pic on fb of my weightloss chart.
13kg down in 16 weeks. What's that? 28 and a bit pounds? I like it in pounds more.. bigger number!
The eating plan wobbled a bit for a couple of weeks, but the wheels didn't fall off, and I'm back into it today!
PS: It's summer here soon!

Hello, Ms Whiplash!
My story is a little sad. WOULD still be rocking the cardio machines, if I didn't have a totally fucked lower back (the result of acupuncture for a fucked shoulder).
Long boring story the short version of which is that for ten years I've had constant shoulder pain which was very hard to live with but didn't restrict my movement much. Got recommended an acupuncturist who has cured the shoulder pain (I am still totally astonished by this as I had had acupuncture before, for months, and all it did was LESSEN the shoulder pain). But now my back is apparently trying to adjust after ten years of a group of muscles being in spasm and it's causing problems elsewhere in my back. My lower back went into spasm and that affects the use of my legs.
So no gym. And I miss it as it was helping me to stay alive with my severe clinical depression. I started going to the gym purely for depression, brain-chemical-related reasons and it was helping on that score, which was what was motivating me to keep going.
I have acupuncture again tomorrow (if I can get my car out of my drive tomorrow - I'm snowed in at the moment - they don't plough or grit the road I live on). She says she's gonna pull out the big guns tomorrow and see if she can't get me totally spasm-free and pain-free. I hope she can so I can go back to the gym (snow permitting!)
In other news I have given up dieting and instead am trying to follow the rules of intuitive eating, after reading an amazingly good book called Beyond Chocolate. So far, no weight gain, despite not doing any exercise, so I'm assuming that when I get back to the gym I'll start slowly losing weight.

Still trying to recover, and get back to healthy. Some improvement though. I use shoulder press with my 75# bell as my marker. I tried to put it int he air left-handed two weeks back and failed miserably. Two days ago, I popped it up for a coupla reps. So improvement.

Reporting in.
No running for two weeks now as I keep feeling an odd twinge in my right (previously surgically repaired) knee. Have done a series of knee-strengthening exercises most days in the interim but I'm a terrible pt patient.
Dropped by a new local gym but was not impressed. The wifely one will check into the logistics of getting me signed back up in the gym I used to use, where she still belongs, next time she goes there.
In the meantime, I'm exercising my right to pine for the pavement as well. This weekend is the 5K that I had been targeting in my couch-to-5K workout plan and I'll have to pass on it. Would have gotten a cheap Santa suit to run in, too, which would have been much fun.


Bunny's holding out for a new pair of tennis shoes and a good sports bra.
Actually, I just got a new roommate. A good friend of mine and Kitty's just got out of a really shitty living situation, and since Kitty is rarely here anymore, we decided we'd offer her Kitty's bedroom to stay in for as long as she wanted. We're currently trying to get her a job lined up here and get her crap moved, which is probably going to require some help from the boy and so forth.
The upshot of which is, my friend and I both want to eat healthier, exercise, and lose weight. We think now that we're here together, we can do it. I'm much more likely to cook for 2 people than for one person. And at the very least, we can go walk at the track down the road from the house until it gets too cold.
So hopefully in a week or so, I'll have a buddy to help me start changing my habits.![]()
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"If I can do it you can" I told one guy, and he did after I told him that I was 52! 
I'm being good
Even though I've missed a class or two I'm still making a workout 3x a week most weeks. I found myself the only female in last night's boxing class so got to rip into it with the guys - fun, even though I did need a 5 minute break after the first half hour I came back into it and kicked some butt"If I can do it you can" I told one guy, and he did after I told him that I was 52!
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Random fitness rant in 3…2…1…
Another good day at the gym! I’m already up to 60lbs on my lat pull downs. Once I get close to my body weight, then I’ll start working on assisted pull-ups on the bar. Yay!
After I finished my weights today, it struck me just how quickly my strength always comes back even after an extended absence, which brings me to my first rant…
Money in the Bank
I know, believe me I know, how frustrating it is when things don’t happen as quickly as you like. The muscles don’t grow fast enough, the weight doesn’t drop fast enough, the measurements stay stubbornly static, you’re barely running a few inches further or faster this week than last, etc, etc. You question why you bother putting in the time, energy and money for little to no results.
I have long equated training with putting money in a savings account. A $5 deposit looks like nothing and, yeah, it isn’t going to get you far. But make a habit of constantly depositing money in your account and one day, seemingly out of the blue, you will look at your balance and suddenly realize, hey, this is cool…I can do something cool with this much money!
The rewards of physical fitness sometimes seem non-existent because they accrue slowly. I can, at 41, go to the gym after months off and within a few weeks be back up to lifting near my max because I spent years and years making those small, insignificant deposits.
Just Do It!
Damn you Nike. I wish that catch phrase wasn’t so accurate.
I’m on the treadmill today, for the last 30 min of my session. I’m right at the point where my body wants to quit. It wants a shower. It wants to sit down. It wants chocolate. There are 14 minutes left on the clock and it might as well be 14 hours because I don’t want to spend another 10 seconds sweating.
Then I say, “Quit whining, just do it.” And I do.
And I’m glad I didn’t quit.
It’s Not a Beauty Contest
OK, so there’s this pretty young thing in the gym today. Very attractive, maybe eighteen years old and a 100lbs soaking wet, if that. Her hair is done just so, she’s got on supa tight leggings that she has pulled down as far as they can go without showing crack, her white, see-through tank top is busting at the seams and clearly shows her leopard skin push up bra underneath.
While on the treadmill, I watched her spend five minutes admiring herself in the mirror, tugging and primping. Another five minutes was spent at the water fountain. I didn’t stick around long enough to see if she actually did an exercise, though it’s hard to fathom since that would have thrown the whole ensemble out of whack.
I was thinking that girls like her are probably the reason a lot of people feel self conscious about going to a gym.
Don’t.
For every dainty cupcake like her, there are 50 real people who, like me, generally look like crap and could care less. I come to grunt like an animal, sweat out of every pore of my body, and hurt myself in the best way humanly possible. And I have a fuckton more respect for a newbie who’s out of shape and overweight who actually comes to try and get fit than I do for the Barbie’s and Ken’s who come to do…whatever it is they come to do.
Someday I'll have to post a photo of what a mess I am at the gym!![]()
Just in time, now that I'm done with my 10 week brain workout, I can work my body again. It'll be a relief after that.
Someday I'll have to post a photo of what a mess I am at the gym!![]()

Keroin said:Someday I'll have to post a photo of what a mess I am at the gym!

It’s Not a Beauty Contest
OK, so there’s this pretty young thing in the gym today. Very attractive, maybe eighteen years old and a 100lbs soaking wet, if that. Her hair is done just so, she’s got on supa tight leggings that she has pulled down as far as they can go without showing crack, her white, see-through tank top is busting at the seams and clearly shows her leopard skin push up bra underneath.
While on the treadmill, I watched her spend five minutes admiring herself in the mirror, tugging and primping. Another five minutes was spent at the water fountain. I didn’t stick around long enough to see if she actually did an exercise, though it’s hard to fathom since that would have thrown the whole ensemble out of whack.
I was thinking that girls like her are probably the reason a lot of people feel self conscious about going to a gym.
Don’t.
For every dainty cupcake like her, there are 50 real people who, like me, generally look like crap and could care less. I come to grunt like an animal, sweat out of every pore of my body, and hurt myself in the best way humanly possible. And I have a fuckton more respect for a newbie who’s out of shape and overweight who actually comes to try and get fit than I do for the Barbie’s and Ken’s who come to do…whatever it is they come to do.
Someday I'll have to post a photo of what a mess I am at the gym!![]()