Woo! Did slightly better this week. I really need to get back into running but it’s been super icy, and I hate running on the treadmill no matter what the movie is. But it’s like four weeks until that half marathon, so next week it’s crunch time.
|Sunday||1.25 miles||0:45 yoga|
Today’s new exercise adventure was yoga in public,1 which I actually enjoyed for once. It’s not the punitive college gym requirement yoga I remember, and I actually found it pretty challenging.
I also tried a class called Sweatbox, which turned out to be half cycling, half “what the hell are you saying?” strength exercises. I discovered that I have no idea how to do a pushup. I’m sure it’s a fun class and it was definitely challenging, but because I’m not super familiar with anything involving free weights, it’s basically impossible to follow because of the music. You can kind of fake following instructions in a spin class if you can’t hear anything the instructor is saying, but you have to already know what it’s likely the instructor is saying. You can cheat by following their RPMs by watching their feet, and after a while you get a sense of what kind of effort everyone is supposed to be putting out. When it comes to something new like a strength class, you have to be able to hear actual numbers and instructions pretty clearly. And if you can’t it just sucks.
Having shitty hearing is one of those things that you have to experience to truly appreciate just how frustrating and life disrupting it is, and my hearing isn’t even all that bad. Even for me, it’s just maddening. I’m actually fine so long as it’s dead silent, and I can’t imagine how hard it must be to have hearing much worse than mine. So anyway, that’s probably not how I’ll be adding strength training to my routine, but it was still really fun and challenging.
This Week’s Training Was Brought To You By…
That “Numa Numa” song, which inexplicably time travelled to torture me, in 2019 in my Sweatbox class, from its proper home in 2004.
Ethan Frome: Did not like this as much as I was expecting to, even though it hit all my melodrama buttons.
The Age of Innocence: Not very far into this one but I’m LOVING it.