Day 12 - Four men and their ViPR...

 

Being challenged when training with Gareth is inevitable....  Challenged in the sense that no training session has been the same yet which is actually great. (I do love surprises, love 'em, want 'em, lock it down!)

As each work out has been so completely different, I never know what to expect.  But yesterday's session was......... I can't actually think of an appropriate word. 

Gareth brought his viper to the park, no, sorry, his ViPR. Example below. Not the man. His name might well be ViPR or Buck or Randy Bumgardner but he wasn't there yesterday. It's the big black tubey thing.



How did they find four brothers who all work out the same amount and look incredibly like each other? weird huh? That fourth brother can't have been pleased when his face was blocked out by his third brother. Bet they argued about that afterwards.

Anyhoo, Gareth has invested in this new piece of equipment called a ViPR.  Yep, they called it a ViPR. So many jokes, so little time. Oh well, you go ahead and snigger for a while. I'll wait here.

Ya' done?

I was tasked to carry it (it weighs 10 kg) around the park until we came to our (un)secluded spot for the exercises.  I was not 'allowed' to let it touch the ground while walking to our spot. I can't report to you what the punishment would've been for letting it drop to the ground. I didn't dare do it to find out.

All the exercises involved using the ViPR too.  There was side stepping with it (I was grateful for all those years of country dancing at that moment - dosey D'OH!), push ups with it lying on my back, pushing it above my head while standing as demonstrated here by Gareth..

And squatting with it while holding it at chest height. Again as demonstrated here by Gareth..

 

Gareth said I was trying to waste time by taking photos of him... I said the ladies who read the blog need something for the weekend. YA WELCOME, Y'ALL!

It was certainly a challenge and very enjoyable. Something different for a Friday.

I was not defeated however! WOOHOO! I carried that bl**dy thing around the park for the whole time. Bonus points to me! Merci Beaucoup.

(Gareth said I could take his ViPR home for the weekend. To carry on working out with it. I humbly declined. I'm going to London to use my newly acquired arm muscles for lifting glasses of Sauvignon Blanc).

And now, for your viewing pleasure, is the first video of me at the training session, carrying out one of the many exercises with the ViPR. This was about the third set of 20 of this particular exercise. Before this, I'd done LOADS of others honest... excuses, excuses!

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Today I might have to become reacquainted with my new best friend - DeepHeat. Gareth has decided on his training plan for me 'Monday Pleasure, Friday Pain'. Sounds interesting doesn't it?!

Funnily enough, I love the sound of Mondays but right now, my back and legs despise the sound of Fridays.

I have a theory on his new plan... he pushes me on Friday so that I'm aching so much over the weekend that I can't really do anything or go anywhere. Therefore, I'm less likely to go shopping and therefore less likely to walk past Krispy Kreme or Thorntons or go out anywhere and enjoy myself!

Instead, I spend the weekend hobbling around the house, applying DeepHeat and whimpering into my 2 litre bottle of water.

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On a sad note, still no gold star stickers... what does a girl have to do to get a sticker around here?

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P.S. Physio2fit now has a female Personal Trainer on their team so if your excuse was 'It all sounds great but I don't want to work out with a bloke'... NO EXCUSES NOW...

P.P.S. So many friends have spoken to me about various items on my post which is amazing that, 1) anyone is reading and 2) I'm learning so many wonderful and funny things about my friends!

So take Terhi whose family have kept a wooden rocking chair (child size) in the family despite all the children being in their 20's or older. They entertain each other by sitting in it and getting their behinds stuck in it. Then, seeing who can stand up with it still attached. See, in Finland, it's a game! I was playing for points in Andorra and I didn't even know it. (Terhi has promised photos of herself stuck in aforementioned chair soon).

Or take Zoë, who on reading my last post, messaged me to say that she has kept a size 12 jacket hanging on the outside of her wardrobe to visualise her goal. We're all at it!

Or take Tracey, who sent me photos of herself a few years ago four stone heavier. She's lost it all and kept it off. She looks amazing. I've only ever known her as slim so had no idea that she was once heavier. She's an inspiration to me AND she got a promotion this week - WOOHOO! Let's all holler, CONGRATULATIONS to Tracey! 1, 2, 3...