- Manda Mack
- I'm a 23 year old Business Systems Analyst planning a DIY-heavy wedding to the love of my life on 9 . 10 . 11. Other then wedding planning, I spend most of my time trying to stay in shape or playing with my 3 dogs...Gabby, Dudley, and Tyson. I hate cleaning and almost never go a day without wearing something purple, and I hope you can keep up with my ADD blogging style!
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Introducing Man-of-Honor Sam...
Sam and I met my Sophomore year at college when the new gym on campus opened and we both worked there part time. We both worked the closing shift on Friday nights, and as you can imagine there weren't very many college students working out on Friday nights so the Friday night crew had lots of fun. I think it's safe to say we didn't start regularly hanging out outside of work until I turned 21, but that may be a lie (it's all a blur). Needless to say, he's my best friend and I can't imagine my life, never mind my wedding, without him.
In the time that I've known Sam he has given up on his graduate degree because working at the gym rekindled his love for fitness and he is now what I call a "fitness professional." He teaches aerobics classes, he does personal training, Sam's life = fitness! And yesterday I got to workout with him.
Let me preface this by saying I'm very sore today. Workout DVDs are great and all, but they don't compare to someone looking at you and saying "if you're gonna throw up, go throw up, if not, let's get back to work." And yes, I did almost throw up, I came very, very close to throwing up because Sam had me doing plyometrics. And as Sam reminded me after I almost threw up, "plyo makes professional football players throw-up" so it was completely justified that I was working myself that hard.
Anyways, he had me do 8 different exercise. First I did each for 90 seconds with a like 45 second break in between. Then I did each for 60 seconds with like 30 second break in between. And then I did each for 20 seconds without a break in between at all (this is much harder then it sounds). Then, because almost throwing up wasn't enough, he had me do push-ups and pull-ups and squat presses.
First exercise: Chest Pass
Exercise 2: Stepping and Jumping on a Box (I don't actually remember what this was called, but it sucked)
Exercise 3: Kettlebell Swing
Exercise 4: Jump and Flop like a Fish (again, I don't remember exactly what this is called, but the name I gave it is quite descriptive)
Exercise 5: Medicine Ball Throwing Sit Up
Exercise 6: Kettlebell Side Taps
Exercise 7: Death (yes, that's what I'm calling this, second runner up for name would be vomit)
Exercise 8: Overhead Toss
So there you have it, my killer plyometric workout. I know not everyone will have access to all this equipment, but if you do, try the workout sometime! It's a killer, but if Sam says it'll help me get Kelly Rippa arms, Gwen Stefani abs, and Pussycat Doll legs, I believe him.
PS - all of these are personal photos. I really enjoyed getting to use the "Continuous Motion" setting on my new camera. I did not enjoy sorting through the ba-jillion pictures it took to decide which ones to use. And Sam was my model for two reasons. One, by the time I remembered I wanted to take pictures for the blog, I was half dead and there was no way anyone was photographing me. And two, Sam has better form then I do (yeah, he's a fitness professional) so I figured it would be better for him to demonstrate.
Anyone else have a really good workout this weekend?