I’ve been absent from the blog world because basically I’ve been absent from the workout world. I left about 2 weeks ago for Las Vegas. Well, technically it was New Jersey (train) to Queens (car) to Las Vegas (plane), but other than the Planes Trains and Automobiles reference, you get the point.
As we all have read in past blogs my knee was in pretty bad shape post-marathon pre-trip, so I packed my cross-trainers so I couldn’t run even if I had the inkling. What I learned, though, was inkling or not you can’t walk in Las Vegas let alone run. I mean, anyone who has been there knows those ubiquitous footbridges directly into casinos; or the fact that if you came upon a crosswalk you’d be there 10 minutes waiting to cross.
My second day in town, I spent a good half an hour trying to find the hotel gym on the second floor only to find out it was no better than a suburban housewife’s basement. If I did decide to work out it I would have been better off doing some sort of boot campy stuff in the room: pushups, dips, sit-ups, etc. In the end I did nothing and in all honesty it helped my leg. I wasn’t inert though, when most hotels have maps, walking is a given regardless.
When I got back to Baltimore, I went to the gym on Friday to reacquaint myself with both classes and friends. But it was Veterans Day and Eddie always does Body Pump backwards on holidays. Needless to say I was not just off but out of it all together. Two weeks away from the gym and my first day back everything is backwards? (Really, seriously? Dude!) I’m surprised I did as well as I did. It’s not just a matter of going backwards but the fact that I have to consciously think about the order to project to the class. Forget muscle confusion, this was brain confusion at its best!