Wednesday, June 3, 2009

let's get physical

A few days of moving my movable limbs has resulted in physical agony, not withstanding the mental torture that comes from realising:
I

HAVE

NO

STAMINA!!

NADA
NIL
()

ok, basically i was never the poster kid for fitness, nor i was a fan of physical training. the training i mention is the one where i go 6/7 days, for 2 hours a day. and there were time where i would actually go for the morning training as well as the afternoon one. which equals to 4 hours a day. and after training i would come back and do 500 skipping, and if the training was less forgiving i would even do a few sets of 10 double skipping* this is only for the weekdays, since Sunday is a special day, training is from 8 to 12 o.O alright.

during these training sessions did i fall out of love from physical training. you cant blame me, morning sessions were always physical. gawd, it made living a torture!! even that is a understatement cuz you cant go up or down stairs, you cant toss and turn in your sleep, if you manage to lie down that is, you cant squat (think school toilet), you cant laugh since your stomach hurts since your leg has been suspended on air for like 1 hour since your stomach muscle is what supports the above mentioned suspended leg, since the coach is a evil monster (i kid, i kid but you get the idea right?), the process of trying to sit on a chair is horribly painful, and lets not get to getting out of it.

ooohh..those were the days of being trained by the evil monster (i kid again)

now why am i feeling that i miss those days. no, now i no kid. seriously i feel a certain longing for those routines that i so hated. even the names brought a chill down my spine: jack knife, burpy, lungers just to name the few that i remember. and then there were those that you have to squat and do, (variation of star jump, where u squat and jump) this would be like squat and do something to add oil to the already burning joints. you do 1 exercise 15 times if the coach is in a pleasant mood, 20 if not and you do 10 or more types of exercises. that would be 150 squats min. say hi to wobbly knees. oh ya i forgot, after u complete 15 repetition you have to sprint down 3 badminton courts width. say hi to wobbly knees+fault mood. and ya, if there is time we are rewarded by being allowed, more like forced i should say, to play game. i could practically hear my legs screaming for oxygen, and i bet the lactic acid accumulation would have reached a dangerous high.

those were the days alright. and crazy me goes training in the afternoon with screaming legs.repeat after me: I IS CRAZY. oh no, now your telliing that you is crazy :)

so ya, back to the zero stamina me. now i can barely run 3 rounds around a 400m park without breathing like someone on life support. my game is not so bad, but my speed is close to 0 as well, and don't let me get started on my court coverage. one word: DISASTER. but no, i am not giving up on you yet badminton, il hunt you down again. my love for you is too high that am not gonna break up from you after 2 days of bad play. i am going jogging again tomorrow, and in no time i'll be back to doing 10 laps with ease. ooo..such high confidence *slaps self back to reality.

improving my fitness and stamina is very high on my to do list this sem break, and shedding a few kilos along the way will not hurt as well. wish me luck:)

* double skipping= 1 jump, 2 swing

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