Wednesday, November 16, 2011

HOW many more...?

"After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb."
Nelson Mandela


Yesterday morning I fronted up to RPM for the first time in three weeks. I knew it was going to be tough going after my break, but apparently someone had told the instructor last week that they hated sprints, but loved hills. No, it was NOT me. I'm not stupid enough to blab about something like that - I know what a warped sense of humour fitness professionals can have...

So, my class consisted of hill climbs. LOTS of hill climbs. I think there was one sprint track, but the other six were all freaking HILLS, with a huge proportion of standing climbs. I love hills - I always say I'm built more for strength than speed - but this was a little too much of a good thing. My bum is killing me already.

I felt like this guy around Track 3 - all those hills ahead, eek!

Of course, yesterday also happened to be the day that Bike Boy decided to accompany me to class. His first ever cycle class. He did a sterling job, although I think he sweated about 5 litres, judging by the puddle on the floor. All I got out of him afterwards was "I hate standing climbs!"

I suspect we're both going to be walking funny today.

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3 comments:

Liz@LastChanceTraining said...

Well you would have loved my "muscle breakdown" set - 4 hill climbs, 2 attacks and 2 sprints he he xx

Sara said...

Eeee hee heee. It's pretty funny when the evil class happens to someone else. :D Welcome back to reality! Don't think 'ouch, sore bum'; think 'oo yeah, buns of STEEL coming right up'.

Kek said...

Thanks for the sympathy, girls (NOT!).

Actually, I feel pretty good so far. Legs struggled a bit during this mornings walking lunge sets, but my bum isn't too bad.

Let's hope I'm not speaking too soon.

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