Work out blues

Nelson wrote this in the late evening:

Just finished week eight — an entire week of cardio — I’m not a fan of cardio week. I like the instant gratification of lifting a few weights so my meek looking muscles actually look semi-big.

However, it has been a good week for me since now I could officially in the 174-pound weight class. Look out Mr. Moza Fay, another nine pounds and you and I are going to tango … just kidding, I don’t want to get hurt.

Kristi, our instructor, really took it to us this week from flipping tires to grueling obstacle-like courses which included a combination of punching, kicking, jumping up and down on blocks, push ups and sit ups.

And have you seen Mr. Rick Coleman. The dude is looking good. Apparently we’re going to have somekind of pose off here at the end of the 12-week course. I’m pumped. I think I’ve got him beat.

There is no lying about eXtreme

Nelson wrote this mid-morning:

I’m approaching the 40 percent mark of a century, and along with that my waistline was approaching, well not 40, but at least the uncomfortable range.

The bulge protruding from underneath the various T-shirts I like to wear was also getting to a ridiculous size.

More than once in the past few months, I told friends and family it was time to get back to working out. With that said, the expensive elliptical machine that resides in our basement continued to collect dust.

That was until about four weeks ago when a good friend and old workout partner, Russ O’Connell, challenged me to live up to my word.

Russ explained to me he and his wife, Kristi, were starting a 12-week workout program called “OXF” at United Sport and Athlete in Waterloo and that I should sign up.

I asked him what OXF stood for. He said, “O’Connell eXtreme Fitness.” (more…)