Weight Training

I'm not a terribly strong person.

I'm athletic, I have good endurance in and out of the water, I can do things for a long time, but I can't lift weights.

Well, today in swimming, we lifted weights. The first thing Ryan and I do is reach for the weight that says 20 on it, thinking "Oh, hey, 20 pounds is really light, I can do this!" Well, apparently it actually said 20 kilograms, which is around 44 pounds. I could barely carry it a few steps. All the other ones were gone, except for the wimpy 10-pound weights. Ryan and I were stuck with the 10-pounders.

We went out there and realized that the 10-pound weights were considered for the weaklings, and no one used them. I was honestly embarrassed, so while the team wasn't looking, I swiped another weight (which did not say 20 KG). This one was 33 pounds. I'm/We're really weak, so this was still pretty heavy, but this was all we had.

Lesson: Go for the 22-pound weights.

This weight made me so fatigued that only after 4 repetitions of whatever-in-hell I was doing, I was gasping for mercy. I think Ryan was too. At least we could lift this one though. Well, some nice sophomores let us use their 22-pounder, so we were very happy.

We own the 22-pound weights. I can do this no problem. I was able to all (most) of the exercises without much fatigue. But then they took it back. It really didn't matter because after 30 minutes of enduring this training, it was time to run. Yesss.

Well, I won't go into detail with this part, but I'll say that we passed a crapload of people. That made the whole practice all the much better.

My ass is sore, my arms will be sore, and I'm still missing cross-country, but that's me being sadistic about things. I'm sure after a while I'll really enjoy this season as much as the cross-country season.

But this better get me some goddamn abs.