80 year old knees

I’m in some serious knee pain today! Last night I went with Kathryn to her “boot camp” after work. You’ve heard of nonmilitary exercise boot-camp-style classes for regular people who just want a motivating workout? That’s what this was. It’s not the kind of boot camp where the instructors scream “get moving, maggot!” to motivate you (although I think those do exist)… the instructor was very motivating but she achieved it by hollering “Nice job! You can do it! Just 15 more seconds! Come on! Keep moving! Way to go!” They offer a free class to newcomers, so I thought I’d go and see what it was all about, and why Kathryn gets up at 4 a.m. to be at the morning class by 5:30 a.m. three times a week. We moved constantly for about an hour, in “stations” drills (zigzag running between cones, tricep dips on a bench,  hurdles, running a ball back and forth, running through tires on the ground, squats with a medicine ball, and crunches), and then alternating between lifting weights, running “suicides,” more crunches, running around a coned-off box in various ways (knees up, heels up, run sideways, skip, run backwards), and doing plank pose on our mats. I was sweating like crazy, panting, and occasionally saw little black spots in my vision.  I thought I was in better shape than I apparently am! Today I’m mildly sore all over, but my knees really don’t work right. If I sit still for more than 10 minutes or so they stiffen up and are so sore I’m afraid they’ll buckle underneath my weight. I guess it was all the squats and “suicides” (running back and forth between cones and touching the ground at either end).  I’m walking like I’m 80 years old today. The one thing […]

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Yesterday we completed our coursework, took our final exam (Doc and I passed with a 98 and 94), and finished up our 5 confined water dives. I’m still not sure how I feel about scuba, overall. Right now I’m giving it two thumbs sideways. We started off the morning by meeting K1 and B for breakfast at the pancake house, and I’m glad I made myself eat something at 7:45 a.m. because our instructor declined to give us a lunch break (I know, what the hell?!). We didn’t get anything else to eat until 5 p.m., after being in the pool for 6-1/2 hours with no food or water. We were so hungry that we stopped at the first place within eyeshot: a Long John Silver’s. Oh, the irony of eating fish after learning to dive. OK, maybe that’s not actually irony, but it’s something. Note to self: LJS on a completely empty stomach will make you sick later. Don’t do it. I am much more comfortable with breathing underwater now, though I’m still not 100% convinced that I will always suck in air when I take a breath. A couple of the skill tests involved our instructor turning off our air tanks while at the bottom of the pool. He looked directly at me the whole time he was explaining what would happen, which I think is called the “Look Directly At The Most Panicked Person And Speak In Soothing Tones” technique. The constant going down/coming back up is hard on my ears. I think I’m clearing them OK, but I also think that the tail end of the head/chest cold that I had was making it more difficult than it should have been. Anyway, they kind of ache today. My jaw hurts from holding in the regulator, which […]

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