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Not this again

Posted on August 19, 2008 Written by Diane

I stopped lifting weights last year because, well, my arm was hurting. Then I started the process of finding out just what was wrong with my arm and then deciding what to do about it. What I decided to do was have surgery, so I did. Part of the process of recovery was doing physical therapy, in which I stretched and held up my arm and experienced the joy of having someone bend my arm in all sorts of unnatural ways. Unnatural, that is, until I looked at my other arm, which could do all of those wonderful things without assistance.

A month or so ago the physical therapy place (located in Club Swanky) called and said, “Oh hey, our bad, but…your insurance doesn’t cover PT with us. Wanna pay retail?” I said, “Heh, no.” I could go through the process of finding another PT place (and then finding some place to put the kids while I did that, or only doing it in the middle of the day, or…). Or I could do it on my own.

Anyone who knows me knows which one I chose.

So I decided: “Self, you’re going to have to go into the gym anyhow, it’s time to get back to lifting weights.” And so I have. I’m doing weights three days a week, and if I miss a day of running with the buds I get in there and get on the elliptical for 30 minutes of sprints.

And once again I discover, like it’s the very first goddamn time (only it’s the thousandth), that I freakin’ love using weights. Cardio I could live without: I have trouble breathing and I’m slow even at my fastest. But weights? I’m thinking of going to four days a week, I love doing these so much. I’m checking out the personal trainers as they work out with other people, not just because the personal trainers are hot (many of them are), but because I want to know which ones like working out with weights as a big part of the routine.

I never see female personal trainers in the heavy-duty free weights/squat cage/Smith machine area. Just sayin’.

My question is: Why do I ever stop working out? I’m not even going to say that it’s because my arm hurt so bad last year, because I could have continued. Do I have a mental block when it comes to exercise, that exercise is for other people or something?

I feel better when I lift. I look better when I lift. While I can’t do any shoulder exercises yet, my arm is already 10 times better than it was when I started two weeks ago. (Doing squats in the squat cage is a challenge, mostly because lifting my left arm to grip the bar is a trial. But that’s already easier than it was the first time I tried it.)

Anyone know Dan Peterson? He was the personal trainer I used when I was at Apple. He was excellent. He was wonderful. If you have his phone number, drop me a line.

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Walk Score

Posted on July 29, 2007 Written by Diane

There’s a website named Walk Score, which rates how walkable your house is. That is, “Walk Score calculates the walkability of an address by locating nearby stores, restaurants, schools, parks, etc.”

Yes, the downside is typing your address in. However, I tried an intersection fairly near my house, and that worked just fine.

My house rated 60. (The intersection rated 69. What a few feet can do…)

Via Commute by Bike.

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Go drink some water. Right now.

Posted on May 1, 2007 Written by Diane

On Sunday Nina and I decided to on a little run, starting at Sierra Azul and ending at my house, about 13 miles away. It has hills! It has shade! It’s the perfect run.

Well, not so much.

It turns out that the Sierra Azul trail is pretty much straight up for 7 miles and then straight down for 4.5. And most of it’s not shaded. While Sunday wasn’t as hot as, say, Saturday was, it was still pretty damn sunny. And you know: straight up. We didn’t run it so much as hike it as fast as we could and take panting breaths under the periodic spots of shade. We both ran out of water, and when we got to Lexington Reservoir my mouth was so dry that I said, “Screw this” (not especially easy to do with dry mouth), and I called Darin to come get us.

Today I was at the doctor’s office, where the nurse took my blood pressure. 88/55. She blinked, looked at me, decided against calling for the crash cart, and said, “Let’s take that again.” 92/65.

While I always have low blood pressure, that’s ridiculous. That’s deydration in action: the blood is sluggish ’cause there’s no damn liquid in it.

Go drink some water! Right this minute!

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