It has been a couple years since my last post, which I thought would be my last. But now I’m back because I feel like I contribute more to other athletes, trainers, maybe even coaches will take a few tips, who knows. All I know is, is that I am back and hitting the ground running…
A week ago today was my day one. I don’t have a gym membership, I just graduated from college and as an alumnist I nolonger have access to the school facilities. All I have is a 35 lbs. lifting bar. A set of 5, 10, and recently 25 lbs. plates. I also have a quick action jump-rope, 2 x 10 lbs. ankle weights, MMA gloves, and an 80 lbs. punching bag. To most people that are used to a full functioning gym with the works, that doesn’t sound like a lot, but for fresh college graduate that’s still alot and honestly more than enough. The bar once I put all the plates on will be 115 lbs. If I strap the ankle weights to the bar it’ll be 135 lbs. Which is the same as an Olympic bar with a set of 45 lbs. plates.
Now why does it matter? I have spent a semester literally sitting in a chair either reading, taking notes, and typing. My activity was limited to only what I did at work and it showed. I lost a lot muscle, which also meant losing weight. I lost muscle tone so I looked more like a twig as my body suggests. Around my middle I started to get baggy. Nothing severe thankfully, but still not happy about it. My legs were fine, but then again they do the majority of the work out of the entire body anyway.
Basic-Weight
Anyway, normally when I’ve been out of the gym for some time. Being 5’10 and around 150 lbs. I try to be a strongman and start my “basic weight”. Your basic weight is more or less your default, starting weight no-matter what your end goal is, building strength, bulking up, toning, endurance, whatever. Every person has a “basic-weight”. In my mind it is 135 lbs. it has always been my magic number and it has never let me down. But since I haven’t been in the gym for about 6 months, that number is not my friend as past experience painfully reminds me. If I tried to jump into my old routine with that weight. my entire body would have been screaming and then I would have been struggling to move for the entire week
Friendly-Weight
It has taken a few years to figure it out and find it, but I’ve finally found my Friendly-Weight. I think the name is suited. It’s that perfect balance like most of your friends when they know you did something stupid, what they say hurts at first, but it doesn’t take long for you to recover. Now unless they reem you about it then that’s another issue altogether. But that’s the best way I know to describe Friendly-Weight. It’s less than your Basic-Weight, but not so light that your body doesn’t notice it. You’ll still hurt, but it won’t be for as long a period of time. My Friendly-Weight is 115 lbs.
Since I’ve started back into it, I’m easing my way. My goal is to get back into my original routine. Where in 30 minutes I’ll do five workouts. 4 x7min blocks and I do five sets of at least 7 reps. The last two minutes will be an endurance challenge. Now I like this routine for a variety of reasons. The first being it is a challenge. And I am all about challenges and testing my limits. For the moment I only have physical limits. I’ll cover more about routines in my next post. This particular routine is called power-training and it’s exactly what the name suggests.
But in the meantime I am working my way up to that and my workouts are randomized for now. I do this intentionally so I break-open, or wake-up all the muscle groups. That way they can start adjusting to the physical activity as long as I keep it consistent. For example I only did 3 days of lifting last week and each day was about 30 minutes. I kept my rep count, but my sets were off, but that’s okay it’s a start.
This week I plan on doing the same thing only I’m going to focus on my technique, my form, and work on my set consistency… A lot of people say that getting started is the hard part. I respectfully disagree, for me it’s keeping with it that’s hard and that’s because you never know what life will throw at you.