Thursday, November 30, 2006
Eight a Different Way
So, I woke up early.
My daughter happened to wake up, too. Our dog, who sleeps with her, got excited and jumped out of her bed. She came stumbling into the hallway, blinking and rubbing her eyes.
"Daddy, what are you doing?"
"I'm getting ready to go downstairs and work out, honey."
"Daddy, can I workout, too?"
"Sure."
"Okay, Daddy, hang on ..."
And then she was off to change into her "workout clothes."
I stumbled down the stairs and poured a cup of water.
"Daddy, what's that for?"
"I always like to have some water before I train."
"Oh, yes. There's lots of reasons why. For example, if you brought your cup downstairs, you could spill it. It's important. But I'm smaller, so I don't have to drink a full cup."
So, we had our drinks and then stumbled down the next set of stairs to the basement. I helped her get set up on the recumbent bike. The dog ran in circles. I started on the treadmill.
The tops of my feet and my right thigh were aching. My daughter gave me a look like, "What on earth are you doing?" I was looking fairly pitiful, limping on the treadmill. She offered some suggestions. "Daddy, you don't look so good. Maybe you can go slower. Or trying something different, like the jump rope."
"No, Daddy just needs to get warmed up."
After 5 minutes, it was evident I wasn't getting too far. I was scheduled for a 3-miler. So, what to do?
My daughter was bored with the bike. So, I moved in. I ended up cross-training and doing eight miles (although it was odd because I never really ended up anywhere) and burning a few hundred calories. So, I did get a workout in. And, after all, my legs felt GREAT. It was just what I needed.
My daughter drove her scooter around the basement while the dog chased her, then jumped rope and finally did a short jog on the treadmill. Her goal was simple: run until she burned 100 calories. She got to cheat a little because we kept my weight in the console instead of putting in hers.
Afterwards, it was whole grain organic waffles. She went off to start her lessons with Mom, and I worked a bit from the house before rolling into the office for a lunch meeting.
A great day! Tomorrow is "off" which means I'll probably do some strength training (yoga) and then Saturday and Sunday are 5 and 10. Looking forward to it!
Jeremy
My daughter happened to wake up, too. Our dog, who sleeps with her, got excited and jumped out of her bed. She came stumbling into the hallway, blinking and rubbing her eyes.
"Daddy, what are you doing?"
"I'm getting ready to go downstairs and work out, honey."
"Daddy, can I workout, too?"
"Sure."
"Okay, Daddy, hang on ..."
And then she was off to change into her "workout clothes."
I stumbled down the stairs and poured a cup of water.
"Daddy, what's that for?"
"I always like to have some water before I train."
"Oh, yes. There's lots of reasons why. For example, if you brought your cup downstairs, you could spill it. It's important. But I'm smaller, so I don't have to drink a full cup."
So, we had our drinks and then stumbled down the next set of stairs to the basement. I helped her get set up on the recumbent bike. The dog ran in circles. I started on the treadmill.
The tops of my feet and my right thigh were aching. My daughter gave me a look like, "What on earth are you doing?" I was looking fairly pitiful, limping on the treadmill. She offered some suggestions. "Daddy, you don't look so good. Maybe you can go slower. Or trying something different, like the jump rope."
"No, Daddy just needs to get warmed up."
After 5 minutes, it was evident I wasn't getting too far. I was scheduled for a 3-miler. So, what to do?
My daughter was bored with the bike. So, I moved in. I ended up cross-training and doing eight miles (although it was odd because I never really ended up anywhere) and burning a few hundred calories. So, I did get a workout in. And, after all, my legs felt GREAT. It was just what I needed.
My daughter drove her scooter around the basement while the dog chased her, then jumped rope and finally did a short jog on the treadmill. Her goal was simple: run until she burned 100 calories. She got to cheat a little because we kept my weight in the console instead of putting in hers.
Afterwards, it was whole grain organic waffles. She went off to start her lessons with Mom, and I worked a bit from the house before rolling into the office for a lunch meeting.
A great day! Tomorrow is "off" which means I'll probably do some strength training (yoga) and then Saturday and Sunday are 5 and 10. Looking forward to it!
Jeremy
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