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I am going to get up off the couch and go to the gym. I am. I really am.

When I have come back, I will edit this post to say that I went.

Here is what I plan to do:

  • Usual warmup, minus the plyometric stuff that hurts my foot (stupid neuroma)

  • 2 planks (60s), and 2 side planks each side (45s)

  • Alt. sets of split squats and barbell rows (3 sets of 12)

  • Alt. sets of Romanian deadlifts and alt. arm chest press (3 sets of 12)


  • Now I'm gonna hit post and get off my butt and get going. See y'all in an hour or so.

    Edit: Workout = done! I did the whole thing, even though I had to lowball the barbell rows and last set of chest presses.
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    All week last week I kept forgetting I had a three-day weekend coming up. That makes tomorrow seem extra-specially lovely.

    I spent a good portion of this afternoon lazing about, but for good reason. After a week and a half off of working out to allow shoulder muscles to heal, I went back to the gym. I started a new routine by the same people who designed the New Rules of Lifting for Women. They've refined things and pushed some focus to more core work. OMG. 40 minutes, and I could barely walk out of the gym. I had to sit on the bench outside the Y (in the 30 degree weather) for about 2 minutes because it felt that good. The good news is, I don't feel the bad kind of sore. It was just that the routine tested my endurance big time--rather than ending with planks, it started with them. Planks are hard enough, but when you've worn out those muscles as it is, pushups and inverted rows just become that much harder. Whoof. OTOH, while I'm nicely tired, I'm also in a very good mood. As long as I don't overdo, the exercise does a lot to keep me pain-and-fatigue free and on an even keel emotionally. FYI, the kind of tired I'm feeling now is incredibly different from the kind of fatigue I get with a fibro flareup. The best way to describe it is that this kind of tired is to fatigue as a faint, pleasant melancholy is to depression.

    Fic-wise, I've managed to get chapter nine of Summer Fields posted. I've also sent my latest chunk of the Winter War co-write off to my co-writers for feedback. I've also made some inroads on my entry for the [profile] spn_j2_bigbang, enough that I think I may actually finish this time.

    Also, thanks to [personal profile] riani1, I have discovered the webcomic Scandinavia and the World. So very, very wrong. So very, very funny. I'm hooked.
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    I should be getting ready for work right about now, but I am still lolling in bed w/ the laptop and a cup of coffee. If I didn't have a project meeting this morning (I'm project lead, so can't exactly skip) I would be very tempted to call in 'sick'.

    I had a good workout last night--three sets of ten squats at 75lb each. Woo! Also, the prone jackknifes that caused me so much trouble when I went through this program the first time are much easier. I can crank out full sets at a decent speed, although I still tend to fall off the swiss ball rather than dismount.

    I can now really see the results of the workouts in my hips and butt. It's not that they're that much smaller, it's more that things are distributed differently. I really do need to get going in a few, but I've got a few thoughts that need to get out at some point soon on how the weight training has affected the whole Body Image Demons thing.
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    Today's theme has been 'Clean All The Things,' and barring laundry (still running) things are now as clean as they need to be for my physical/mental comfort. I've had the windows open and the attic fan running, so the place has aired out nicely, and I actually cleaned out the TV/craft cabinet, which is now simply the TV cabinet. All the craft stuff is sitting in bags in my study, so I can sort through it and figure out just how many half-done projects I have sitting around. There are a couple of kits I picked up here and there that I completely forgot I had, and enough sock yarn to knit a slipcover for my sofa. Methinks I may have a bit of a yarn addiction.

    In other news, it's glorious out today, and I've done my farmer's market run (goat cheese, eggs, Roma tomatoes, sweet peppers, and some of the first apples of the season), and taken another walk besides. I'll also walk to the gym, using that as my warmup/cooldown. Earlier I splurged and picked up a wood-oven pizza to nosh on after I've worked out. I'll reheat that bad boy in a skillet with a little added olive oil, Parm-Reg, and red pepper. There's also half a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc in the fridge with my name on it.

    Tonight, I may very well do a post about some thoughts I'd had re. conventional wisdom regarding exercising with fibromyalgia and what my own experiences have been.
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    This week is an off week from gym stuff so I can let the joints, connective tissue, etc. have time to recover after what I've been putting them through. Also, the next phase of this workout plan looks like it will be pretty intense, so I'll need to go into it fresh. The goal of this stage is to get me to where I can do an unassisted pullup. We'll see...

    Job stuff--more of the same, but with signs of improvement. )

    Yesterday, I was able to dig into the original fiction project that's been circling around in my head for a few years now. For some reason, the main character's voice finally gelled in my head and I was able to get the opening scene out of my head and into words.

    One thing I need to be careful about is psyching myself out at this point with thoughts about the number of characters who are clamoring to be p.o.v. characters, and the ages of those characters. Some of them are in their early teens, others are in their late 30s/early 40s. It's an odd mix, that's for certain.
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    And, since I have time, I'll make something like a proper entry.

    Nothing strikingly new and exciting is going on in my life, but it seems like my job at work is settling more into something that feels more like a directed career path. Also, things feel less stressy even though I'm going to be in the land of 50 hour work-weeks for a while.

    Started Pilates classes last night at the Y. I signed up because a) someone I knew was taking the classes and b) it seemed like a good complement to the weight lifting what with the body awareness, and the building of flexibility, balance, and core strength (PSA: Pilates does not give you 'long, lean, dancer's muscles.' That's a load of marketing crap). I had a good time at class. The abs work was tough in much different way that my usual weighted crunches, but what really killed was the hip work. My hip flexors tend to scrunch up like whoa, but this may well fix it--if it doesn't kill me first. I was pleased at how much I could do. I don't think I could have done some of the excercises this time last year. The biggest challenge for me are the excercises where you have to do one thing with your legs and something different with your legs--I get the whole "can't walk and chew gum at the same time" thing going on.

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