After my first training session my body went into complete lock down. I couldn’t even get out of bed on Sunday morning and make my way to church. Sitting turned into searing agony and stairs and walking took on new dimensions all together. This made me very anxious as the following week I was to meet my trainer but his gentle manner and sound knowledge of the human physique put my mind at ease.
There is nothing that I dislike about my training so far, I just find it to be completely daunting for now. Hanging off steel bars, doing a chin up with a piece of elastic around one knee, lifting weights and bench pressing were things I never imagined doing. My rope work looks more like ripples than strong flowing waves and I dread the sled, it makes my thighs tremble and really hurt over the following days.
I’m looking forward to the part when the endorphins kick in and it all starts to swing around. Breath holding hot and cold showers have become the new necessity.
I don’t think I could do this on my own, having a trainer to encourage and put you through your routine without injury keeps you inspired and willing to hang off that steel bar. And there is also the thought of chasing my two year old grandson around the park kicking a ball with ease.