pimpin ain’t easy
Tuesday, August 12th, 2008Hello, friends! Well you all look very nice today. You! Feet off the table! Sit up straight! Ok let’s see….I owe 100 pushups to my drill sergeant, a road rage story to JJanet, a knuckle sandwich to King Marmoset, a picture to Decosta, a urine test to my probation officer, 50 cents to the flower lady at the farmers market still and reps to BryanGee. Alright, a few of those are lies, but I may do them anyways. You know, pay it forward. No, I’m not on probation. Yes, it will be strange when I drop my sample off. And I have never "repped" anyone! I’ve never done anything w/ that so don’t think I’m rude if I inadvertently dissed you.
Ok, for awhile there I was riding my bike to a nice hill that I found to do HIIT training (run up, walk stairs on the way down) , then bike home. It takes about 25 min to bike there and longer to bike home (more uphill). Well, the problem was that I was so exhausted after the HIIT that I couldn’t bike home. I’d hang out there for awhile praying that if I passed out that the dude spraying pesticides all over the dang place right next to me would notice. Well, about 3 weeks ago I was really running low on time so I decided to just go from my house, around the block and up the hill that is right by me. It’s longer than the other hill, not quite as steep, but kicks my butt!! The first day I did the HIIT on it I used my bike. Bike up the hill, ride around the block. I could only do 8 hills that day. My hamstrings were just on fire! It’s so close that I even leave my garage door open b/c I’m going back by it everytime I go around. Ha! I think it’s funny that I was looking for a great hill somewhere else, and the whole time it was in my own back yard! Sort of.
So the next time I biked HIIT on that hill I did get my 10 hills. Then I was dead and had to call a cab for a ride home. "Where to?" "Oh just take me 3 doors down that way." "That’ll be $8.00." haha! Ok, I didn’t call a cab. So I’ve been doing HIIT on my hill with my bike, then I decided to change it up and run up, walk down. My hamstrings have never burned that bad before. My goal was 10, but I could only manage 8 running up, walk down. So then I went in my garage, grabbed my bike and got 2 more in on my bike! Hey, I still got 10 ok.
Funny story. I live around a lot of retired people, and perhaps even some of their parents. I don’t know what it is with them wanting to clap at me. It’s happened more than once with different people clapping at me. So there I was dying biking up the hill. Now, I know these people think I’m weird, no doubt. They are probably wondering why I keep going up the same hill. So I was about 1/2 way through last week and near the top of the hill when this little lady was standing out in her driveway watching me. As I passed her she started clapping at me as I went by. Kinda like the Tour de France. It was cool, but the clapping is starting to freak me out a little. Maybe they have neighborhood meetings about the crazy person (me). "If you see her, don’t get close! Just stay back and clap. There’s no telling what she’ll do."
Ok, this pic is very deceiving! It doesn’t look steep in the pic, but it goes up, then curves and gets a little steeper. This is also the same hill that I would do walking lunges up last year. Doh! I can’t believe I never thought of doing my HIIT there before now. "GOSH!!….IDIOT!" -Napoleon Dynamite.
P.S. Anyone got any good music recommendations? I am in need of more new tunes. What do you listen to when you lift? Cardio?






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