I started weight-lifting. This is something I’ve never really done before even when I was competing in pageants. And I’m not quite sure one lifting session = new lifestyle change. But it’s a beginning. My old college roommate, Christine, always said, “If you do something for 21 days, it becomes a habit.” Day 1 of 21, commenced.Since I started law school, enormous change #1, I decided to throw a few other crazy things into my life – just ’cause.
So I scheduled out a gym routine. Monday and Friday: Cardio and Yoga. Tuesday and Thursday: Weights.
Yesterday was Tuesday. I got two law school buddies to come with, one to show me how to do the weights, and the other to struggle along with me so I would feel better about my pitiful attempts. Hassan, my free personal trainer as of Tuesday, made Amanda and I do pull-ups first in our “back and triceps” workout session. Pull-ups are the single, hardest thing I’ve ever had to do with my body. I accomplished 4 sets of 7 assisted pull-ups each.
I also went and got a liquid protein supplement to easily increase my protein intake since I’m a vegetarian and can’t stomach the thought of eating 8 eggs a day or drinking protein shakes. The drink is foul, but contains no fake sugar (which I also can’t stomach) and is easily downed in a shot glass. Especially with a coconut water chaser.This morning, I rolled out of bed because I woke up and literally couldn’t sit up or move my arms. My muscles are sad, withered sacks right now.
Hassan said legs are next tomorrow and he promised pain.