I can do five chin ups in a row. I did two sets of five yesterday in my training session.
I know you’re totally thrilled for me. And if you’re not, you’d better change your attitude because I can legit beat you up now. We worked on boxing yesterday (so fun!), and I’ve got a mean left hook.
My trainer asked me if I had a boxing nickname yet. She suggested Honey Badger. I’m thinking ‘Mean Old Hag’ is more appropriate. She had me visualizing an attacker, which works surprisingly well. Although at one point when I was hitting the bag, she reminded me his chin was up higher, to which I quipped, “I’m getting beat up by a middle schooler.”
I’m so freaking short.
I never imagined I’d like boxing so well. I don’t know how I’d feel about actually sparring with someone since I’m not big on getting hit (thanks, Mom — although at least with boxing gloves, my opponent can’t pull hair too like she did). The ducking is really hard stuff, basically squats at high speed, and I think will be great for building running strength. We also worked on my hips to try to help my high hamstring issue. I think that and the chiro work plus foam rolling is making a difference.
I made a point of not imagining my mother when boxing. That could just be bad for all involved. It’s more fun to imagine some meaty thug being surprised by my skillz.
One thing I like about me, if you’ll bear with me a minute, is that I never say “I can’t” when facing a workout challenge. Apparently, according to my trainers, they get this a lot from clients. My attitude is sometimes a skeptical, “well, let’s see how this goes,” but I surprise myself 95 percent of the time. I’d never tried an unassisted chin up until yesterday. I didn’t think I’d be able to manage one, nevermind five. I was practically giddy.
I’ve made a point with my trainers to tell them whatever weaknesses I have so we can work on them — not avoid those weaknesses. I have some restrictive movement in my shoulders and adductors, for instance, so we’re targeting those. I like that I’m not afraid to point out where I need improvement.
However, at one point we were doing lunges, and I blurted that I couldn’t stand watching myself in the mirror. My trainer seemed taken aback. I’ll use mirrors to check my form when I need to, but I hate looking at my face in the mirror. I’m very critical and see too much of my mother. It distracts me from what I’m doing and makes me feel bad. She let me turn in another direction.
There’s still plenty for me to work on, but no matter what: chin up.