Hiring a trainer was one of the best things I’ve done for myself in 2010. Heck, I think it would rank among the top 100 good things I’ve ever done for myself. It’s not because I’ve necessarily reached my fitness or health goals. If I’d done that, I’d be a size 4, have six pack abs, and be a sub 5:30 marathoner and a sub 2:30 half marathoner. I’m none of those things.
I’m still a 3 hour half-marathoner, and a 6:30 full marathoner. While I can fit into a pair of size 6 pants, I think I’m really about a size 8, which admittedly, is a lot better than the size 10/12 that I was a year ago. And while I can actually see some definition in my abs now, I think at best you could call it a soft 2 pack.
No, the reason I’m so thrilled with my decision to hire a trainer, is that I now regularly outdo my previous accomplishments, something that makes life fun, and interesting, and gives me a high like no other (well, to be honest, I’ve never been chemically high, so I can’t really make that claim, but it’s a good sentence, so let’s just go with it).
Some of the things I’ve been able to do:
- Hold plank for 4 minutes. When I started trying to do planks, I could go for maybe 30 seconds. Now? 4 minutes.
- Hold side planks for over a minute and move from side to front planks one armed. The first time I tried a side plank, I used the wall for support and fell down after 3 seconds. Now, I’m holding them for longer and incorporating movement.
- Kneel on a balance ball. When I first tried this exercise, it was hands and knees on a balance ball. The first time, my trainer had to hold the ball and even then I barely made 30 seconds. By the next week I was balancing on two knees and one hand for 2 minutes. Today, I straightened up and balanced on just my knees for one minute. I could have gone longer had my knees not been sweating!
Some of you probably look at that list and think “well, that’s ok” and others probably think “holy shit that’s hard”. I actually look at the list both ways. I’m proud of my accomplishments. I’m proud that I keep pushing myself harder, to work out longer, to lift heavier weights, and to go faster. But I also realize that there’s so much more my body can do. I’m at the age that I can actually picture a day when my body won’t be able to do these things, and while I hope it’s 30 or 40 years down the road, I can appreciate that it is coming. I’d love to be 65 years old and still running marathons, but there’s no guarantee that’ll happen. I do know that the more I do now, the better my chances are to be healthier and fitter longer.
Another accomplishment? I haven’t skipped a workout in at least 24 days. I build in a rest day every Sunday, but other than that, it’s been six days of working out every week for almost the whole month of August. (I have a hole in my training log for August 6th, so I might have skipped then, or I might just have forgotten to write it down).