so i had my first truly humid NY run of the year this morning at 6:45am. i say “NY run,” because i had a pretty humid one in San Antonio last month as well. definitely threw me back to last summer when i was training for a marathon in July and August…yum.
this run felt great in the beginning, but i was majorly hurting by the end. sore legs like whoa. 5 miles felt like 15.
this would be due to yesterday’s morning strength workout at my gym, which is pretty empty in the mornings except for a few people running on treadmills or a random guy or two lifting. i’m almost always the only girl doing any strength exercises and it makes me so thankful that i fell in love with boot camp/circuit workouts and have been consistent with them since i moved to NYC. i just feel so much stronger, and they’ve really helped my running big time.
the routine that kicked my butt and is making it hard to walk today:
i did all of these exercises 3 times each — definitely was a sweaty mess, which is my fave way to start a Monday. 🙂
i have to say that working with a trainer here for a year and a half definitely helped me learn so many great strength and plyo exercises, and i’m really able to push myself in my solo workouts now. i’m just thankful that i have developed the self-discipline to stick with these routines even though i’m not working with him anymore.
i’m a sucker for leg exercises — anything jumping and squatting and all that jazz — which explains why i’m walking like i have steel rods in my legs today. jumping lunges are one of my faves, they just hurt so darn good.
i’m pretty sure i’d be loving life if i was a personal trainer full-time (preferably by a beach?). i’m happiest in gym clothes and a ponytail and would love to spend my days working out and training others. future career aspirations?
you never know, right? that’s the best thing about life, to me — the not knowing what will happen next. as in tomorrow, or throughout the summer, or next year…i love the excitement in the uncertainty, lost in the wonderment of imagining all the lives you might end up leading and the things you’ll do; all the places you might go and the faces you’ll love.
who knows, maybe i will be a personal trainer in a beach town one day. stranger things have happened.
Do you do strength workouts? What’s your fave exercise? i’mma go with all things jumping & planks right now.
Do you ever dream about different lives/jobs/locations? What’s another identity you make up for yourself?