Several exercises taxed me to the limit, and will probably put me in the “sore house” tomorrow. I’m somewhat sore today, but know I will feel it even more tomorrow. I’m not sure what this exercise is called. You put your back against a wall with your feet on the floor perhaps 3 feet from the wall. Upon the command (or upon your own masochistic urge to punish yourself), you slide your back down the wall until you are in a squatting position, back resting against the wall. You hold this stance for one minute. Sounds easy, right? Well, try this three times within a 10 minute period. Then see how you feel. TORTURED is one word that comes to mind. I actually heard my quadriceps weeping.
Another good one involves holding a 10 pound weight in each hand and holding them up over your shoulders while standing on one foot. The leg not standing is dangled in front of you, then straightened (as best you can) in front of you for 15 times or so. Just think what this is like. Pretty nasty, I’d say. Especially if the doer (myself in this case) has little balancing skill and tends to fall over after 3 or 4 seconds of balancing precariously on one foot. This exercise took me quite a little while to complete due to my repeating loss of balance. I know if I do this again a hundred times or so, I will probably gain some balancing skills. Or I might just hurt myself.
One exercise requires the use of an exercise ball. You lie on top of it, stomach down, and straighten yourself so that you are balanced on it. You then act as if you’re swimming by moving your arms from a forward position to a rearward position. This is difficult, especially if your arms and shoulders have limited range of motion. Again, if you suffer from a deficiency in the balancing skills, this will be difficult. I do, and it was difficult for me. It was great, however, for abdominal and back muscles. I could really feel both front and back working hard during this exercise. I know I’m a better person for having lived through it.
Other exercises were interesting and taxing, difficult and strenuous, exhilarating and frustrating. That’s what makes this all such an interesting challenge. There seems to be no end to the form and substance of exercises. Each one seems to work a different set of muscles.
I just wonder what you do when the discomfort finally stops and all the exercises become easy.
That might happen in a different life, but not this one.
Oh, in case you wondered. The photo included in this post has absolutely nothing to do with the subject matter. I just wanted a graphic here to attract attention.