Tonight I met with my trainer. We normally meet twice a month, but with my tax return I bought extra sessions so we have been meeting weekly. I think we will be meeting weekly though the end of May.
As you may know, I have been having problems with my hands since late November, early December, and while trying to get a correct diagnosis there, I was diagnosed with pneumonia at the beginning of February after being sick for 2 weeks and was finally cleared of that March 5th. And then on March 7th I got into an arthritis specialist who diagnosed me as having some rare kind of osteoarthritis that has a fast onset, and is often misdiagnosed as Rheumatoid arthritis. I am now on meds that they give to Rheumatoid patients (and it is actually an anti-malaria med).
So it’s been a bad winter, more or less. Through all of this, I never missed a session with my trainer, though at the height of the pneumonia we might have postponed a week. My trainer, Amanda, sets up programs that we cycle through. One week is Stability week (the dreaded Bosu ball), then endurance week and lastly strength week. Today was the first time we have gone to strength since the beginning of February (right before the pneumonia diagnosis). Strength basically means that we are doing a smaller number of reps (10 instead of 15), at a higher weight and at tempo. Tempo means that you are pushing out at a 1 count and then back in on a 4 count.
I can’t believe what a toll being sick has done on what I can do. With the arthritis there were many weeks when I couldn’t grasp a dumbbell or a kettle bell, and so we often just focused on lower body, or water workouts.
Tonight I had to do inclined chest press with dumb bells. I could only do 12lb whereas 4 months ago I was doing 25lbs. Lat pulldown went from 65 to 50. Seated row from 65 to 50. However my legs all went up: one leg seated leg-press went from 90 to 95 and single leg seated hamstring went from 45 to 50 – which is what everything should do on Strength week.
It has really been so frustrating. I know that the strength will come back once my hands get better, and I can build up the muscle again, but hate the feeling of regressing. All I can do is keep doing it.. keep on keeping on.
I also have to take in my food diary, which I am horrible about. I quickly printed off some pages from Lose it, and took those in. Unfortunately they were from the weekend which is when I struggle the most with nutrition. Her note written over it were “VEGGIES!!!!!!” and “PROTEIN??”
My work day is structured enough, that it makes it easier to make sure I am eating correctly. Get done answering phones, have my morning protein. Wait for the mail.. have my cranberries and nuts. Done with the deposit, heat up my lunch. Without that structure on the weekends, I suck at eating correctly. I am not sure what I can do to change that. I need to do something to trick myself into eating right. The sooner, the better.
Just gotta keep on keeping on…