With #SoCruise a mere 59 days away, it's time to get my butt in gear, cause there will be no mumus in Mexico!
Normally, I'm not too concerned with my appearance. At 32 I've accepted that I peaked physically at 19 and one's body can only be 19 once. My body does everything I ask of it, I'm quite comfortable in my skin. However, when planning a vacation with approx. 200 of the most connected people in social media, I can't help but think there is room for improvement. I mean, for every picture I avoid being in, another 3 will wind-up on Flickr, Facebook & Twitpic for all the world to see.
So here's what I'm starting with: just under 5'7", 150lbs & one iffy knee. At 1" taller and 5lbs. heavier than when I graduated high school (though the fat/muscle ratio is nothing like it was) I don't have any major weight-loss goals in mind. I just feel like I could be better, faster, stronger... (ooo! time for some Daft Punk!)
Since my fave personal trainer is pre-occupied with the business of creating life this fall and can inflict her usual torture (and by that I mean questioning my ability to operate a motor vehicle after a mere hours workout), I had to find an alternate method of kickstarting my regime. So this past Saturday I started Fitness Together's Boot Camp at the US National Whitewater Center. Eventhough my workout had to be modified because me knee decided to take the day off, trainers Jeff & Joe made sure I still got more than my money's worth (Only $15 a week). It's Monday and my quads, hams, glutes, pecs, triceps & biceps are still reminding me we had an awesome workout this weekend! Best of all is, this is the kind of workout you can do at home. No equipment, no spotting, just you.
These are my fave workouts. No planning, no prepping, no clean-up, and they can be broken down and used throughout the day. Like last night while watching the season finale of Defying Gravity, I spent the commercial breaks doing wall sits or planks. It's nothing major, but it keeps the blood pumping and, well, anything is better than just sitting there for an hour.
So, the plan is to build a better me. Not because I'm ashamed or embarrassed by what I am today. Or to look good in a bikini (my Victorian sensibilities would never allow such displays of self). I honestly doubt that I'll even put a swimsuit on. My place is with books not pool boys, and books can get heavy, so I need to buff up.