Thursday,
July 23, 2009

EUURGHHHHHHHH!

Yep, I'm lifting weights again -- see what happens when you go to California for a weekend and get exposed to all the beautiful people? And yeah, I'm still swimming, but let's get real here -- I can do aerobic exercises until the cows come home, and while it does lovely things for my heart, it does absolutely bubkes for my butt (well, it probably does good things for my butt, as well, but at an absolutely glacial pace).

I lift weights, however, and suddenly I step on the scale and I'm down two pounds. This is what happens when you come from a people who bred their women to be able to pull a plow in case they had to eat the ox during the winter.

So, weightlifting and me making weird noises. Seriously, though, I love making that noise in the gym, I really do, which is why I usually go when it's deserted so people don't wonder where the camel in labor is. And since Wednesdays is usually Push Day (I do the three-day split workout from Stumptuous.com -- push, pull and legs), yesterday I got to do bench presses, tricep presses, shoulder presses, crunches, and I threw in a set of upright rows just because I felt like it. Still can't do deadlifts -- the knees just won't support my weight in a squat -- but those will come, those will come.

Have I mentioned how much I love weightlifting? I don't know if it's linked to my naturally violent tendencies or I just like grunting a lot, but this really is one of my all-time favorite exercises. And one of the few nice things about being a broad broad is that nobody expects you to be delicate and feminine, so I've never had anyone make stupid comments like "Oh, you're lifting too heavy," or "You just want to tone" or "the pretty pink dumbbells are in the corner over there."

Thank you, no, I'll stay over here with the nice black free weights. I did pick up a 35 lb dumbbell last night just to see if I could curl it -- um, no. But in a couple of months? Heh, heh, heh...